[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