Homebound Chris Webby (Ft. Bria Lee)

[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