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!