Homebound

[Intro: Bria Lee & Chris Webby] It's alright drivin' down the highway Smokin' on some indo' Blow it out the window I tell her break it up, roll and pack it in my bowl Oh, keep it low with an eye on the Five-O [Verse 1: Chris Webby] Yeah, in the whip, down '95 Not a care in the world when it's time to ride I left stress behind, pressed recline and refreshed my mind With a bad little ride or die And she rollin' my joints and she packin' my bowls Put the stash in the glove when we pass Five-O Like the Bonnie to my Clyde when we ride out stoned On the interstate, switchin' lanes, hittin' that road And I'm on that way when we on the move And I'm not gon' stay, I'm just stoppin' through Only stop for food, roll it up, drop top and cruise So there ain't nothin' to block the view Gettin' high on the highway, livin' life my way Eyes on the road, I'm wrong And I'm gone (And I'm gone) Yeah I'm gone (Yeah I'm gone) [Chorus: Bria Lee & Chris Webby] I said it's alright drivin' down the highway Smoking on some indo' Blow it out the window I tell 'em break it up, roll, and pack it in my bowl Oh, keep it low with an eye on the Five-O And it's alright, yeah And it's all good, baby And it's alright on the highway And I'm home-bound, yeah [Verse 2: Chris Webby] Pullin' up at the rest stop Got a bowl with the pot, keep an eye for the cops And we movin' on to the next stop Dough's locked while maneuvering through all of the road blocks And I'm cruisin' so move all the cones Got the Spotify up on my phone Got me feeling good, that Nina Simone And we turn it up 'til the speakers are blown, yeah Rollin' up like Midnight Club So fast that you might really think I was Jeff Gordon, whippin' the foreign on dubs Until the wheels fall off and I'm rolling on hubs Gettin' high on the highway 'til I'm in the driveway Pulling up in my zone And I'm home Yeah I'm home [Chorus: Bria Lee & Chris Webby] I said it's alright driving down the highway Smoking on some indo' Blow it out the window I tell 'em break it up, roll, and pack it in my bowl Oh, keep it low with an eye on the Five-O And it's alright, yeah And it's all good, baby And it's alright on the highway And I'm home-bound, yeah