[Intro: Baby Smoove]
It's a twelve hour drive, we gone see just what we made
Oh-Oh-Oh-Okay Jones
Pint of Wock and the shit just made my day ay

[Verse 1: Baby Smoove]
It's a twelve hour drive we gone see just what we made
I just found a pint of Wock and the shit just made my day
I ain't never played games with them n***a's want to play
I'll never make a diss, we gone pull up where you stay ay

I just pulled up dark tint, they like "who is he"
We can't cut your music on, it ain't true to me
Had your boo some years ago, she ain't new to me
In the car, me and P, he just serving P's

[Verse 2: Beno]
She the illest from Nebraska she just got her Masters
Fucked a bitch down in Atlanta she don't got no manners
Man that boy might need some backup, think I had that hammer
Whats that smoke up in the air, that shit smell like some bammer

I just split a perc in half, just so she can has a bit
I might pull her panties down, just so I can damage it
Might pull up and get active, why you playing on that rapping shit
You know that S550 it say "beep beep" when we backing in
My back and front end that's an arm and leg
I could cook you up a script or cook a bid
Decisions, decisions, it's out my hands
If she coming eight I turn her to a ten

[Verse 3: Baby Money]
Yeah, I'ma fuck her face and pass her to my mans
I made my first ten then did it again
You know the whip gone park itself right when I'm pulling in
I'm in the kitchen with an apron tryna pull a Benz

I did it fifty in one state, you tryna find a Bin
I turned my noodles into steak, boy, this my time to live
This drip ain't come out in this state, boy, you ain't finding these
We keep a drac inside the car, but we ain't signed to Drizzy

It's a Mickey on this bitch, but we ain't signed to Disney
I did a sixty off one trip, now n***a's riding with me
Better come with everything, cause n***a's out to get me
And I put that on everything, n***a's dying with me