Hesher - Wallpaper.

Forty ounce of green death

Hella bottle mickeys

Slow mode patio Emerald City

Heavy metal parking lot, whip cream cans

I slap that bass, she drop her pants.

Long hair, don’t care, jeans chain swangin'

Thumbs out, crooked teeth, rock head bangin'

Steel toe docs tracking mud in the club

Red carpet, don’t give a fuck!

Cause I’m druuunker than ever!

Turned uuuuper and fresher

I’m doooown for whatever

I’m going, I’m going, I’m going

Hesher!

I’m going, I’m going, I’m going

Hesher!

I might sleep barefoot on the beach

I might really sleep barefoot on the beach

I might hmmm hitchhike to Coachella

Share my eatables and fill up your Corolla!

I’m the second hand designer

Type of alcohol to minors

Kinda slurring of the cider with a gas station lighter, homie!

You don’t know me, less you know

And if you do, you should no better

Stay away from me, I’m fucking Hesher!

I’m going, I’m going, I’m going

Hesher!

Trojan horse in the VIP

One brown bag full of Texas tea

Bathroom line too long

I’m filling up that Avion

Cause I’m druuunker than ever!

Turned uuuuper and fresher

I’m doooown for whatever

I’m going, I’m going, I’m going!

I’m going, I’m going, I’m going!

Hesher!

I’m going, I’m going, I’m going

Hesher!

I’m going, I’m going, I’m going

Hesher!

I’m going, I’m going, I’m going

Hesher!