[Verse 1: Chank Smith]
Drink some water to replenish my body
Had a min last night
Fucked that party
In the asshole
That's how it goes
And then after I left
I heard that shit was a fiasco
Cause Chank Smith bring em' out
Not them barrels, but them bitches that go south
On my dick
And my dingaling
Touch the balls with your tongue bitch (ooooh)
Yea, uh
Yo, I feelin' the shit green
Unlike a paraplegic could feel his jeans
Sunny choppin' shit
Fitted hat, all black, on
I love bitches when they titties stack my max on
I don't trust women
I do trust sluts
Madonna whore complex sydrome my mom was nuts
"Chank Smith, Chank Smith
Ain't that Colin Hanks bitch?"
Yea, but she with me now cause I'm the life of the party
[Hook: Chank Smith] (x2)
I'm on my Anne Heche shit
I'm life of the party
I walk in the room, and I'm fucking everybody
Only girls though not dudes
I'm not gay
Anne Heche she fucked girls
That's why they call me that name

[Verse 2: Chank Smith]
This party is for adults
Heh, no kids
Which is kinda ironic cause we about to start making some right now
But kids shouldn't have sex
That's my P.S.A
Your shorty felt me up like T.S.A
I got a big package
And I got to check it
You know what I mean? Yea, you know what I mean
So anyways, where's your girl Atlas
Get involved
Let's have fun now
And let's party y'all
Damn girl you make parts of my body hard
But you in trouble, need a bodyguard
Maybe if it's a chick
I don't let dudes watch me
Because then they might steal my mousse and try to copy
I got the swoop down (shh)
Don't tell anybody
That's my move bro
One dude creeped through the doorway and stole it
Fucked a girl
And she screamed out Anne Heche
[Hook: Chank Smith] (x2)