Redneck Hippie

You can see it in my walk (hey hey hey)

A couple thousand on a truck just roll some coal

You can hear it in my talk (I got some twang)

Boatin’ down the LA river like it’s Mississippi

Mix the mushroom with Ciroc, I can feel it my bones

Feel that honky tonk a-hittin’, now I’m bout to Uber home

Not the type to watch the clock, I be goin’ with the flow

Tie-dye all up on my socks, call me Hippie Smokey Jones

 

I wanna be a redneck hippie

Leave from the rodeo to get trippy, yeah

Leave it to my mouthfor things to get sippy

Round after round I need my last cigarette

 

It’s sad

I can make a million times two

And make it by selling tickets and never thinking ‘bout you

I’m backin’ it with the girls that keep going out on Friday

They asking me for my digits, I’m saying “Yippee Ki-Yay!”

I wanna be a redneck hippie

Slurrin’ all my words, running tabs up in the city

Small town living makes a cowboy giddy up to something

You can come with me cause…

 

 

I wanna be a redneck hippie

Leave from the rodeo to get trippy, yeah

Leave it to my mouth for things to get sippy

Round after round I need my last cigarette

 

I wanna be a redneck hippie

Leave from the rodeo to get trippy, yeah

Leave it to my mouth for things to get sippy

Round after round I need my last cigarette