I'm breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up
With the radio turned up
I'm breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up
With the radio turned up
I'm breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up
With the radio turned up
I just got into a fight with my girlfriend
We had to clean things up, no detergent
We didn't see eye to eye, so it's curtains
I don't think the argument was worth it
Radio's blasted, I'm on the right lane, I'm plastered
She sent me a text and it read "you bastard"
You better pray to God I don't catch you back here
She kept calling me so I put it on vibrate
I'm on a highway doing 85, you better get out of my way
Cuz my day's been fucked up like 9 ways
And I don't even know what the hell I might say
Or do to someone who looks at me sideways
Thank God it's Friday
Tonight I'ma ride alone in my rival music
Combine in a little bit of wine and cruising, I'm fine (hey!)
Leave this pain that I'm dwelled in
Didn't see the love hole that I fell in
She killed me tonight, she's a felon
Should I call her, no, don't be afraid to go
And leave averted sound coming from the radio
From the radio, from the radio, turn the music up and just loosen up
I'm breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
I'm breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
I'm breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up
I just wanna fly away
Come back on a finer day
Maybe I should try today
Jump inside my ride and flee
Let me call my girlfriends up
Let them know I'll pick 'em up
We going out tonight
Get ready, we gon' fuck shit up
I roll through the city like a rock n roll
In my chevy and I'm sitting like a pot of gold
Got my girls in the back, drop it low
Wave your hands like you're sayin "no"
I'm trying to have a good time, good time
Anybody wanna ruin it, not a good time
Better check yourself, 'fore ya wreck yourself
Disrespect me, you better protect yourself
Baby dance, dance, let me see your hands, hands
Up in the air like you're about to air fly
With your air nikes, you don't care like
I don't give a crap, no
Put your drinks up, let's cheer some
Better days with your friends, we here, huh?
Good times, great times, we fearnone
Let's do it big, let's do a ton
I'm breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
I'm breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
I'm breezing down the highway (hey!)
With my cell phone on vibrate (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up (hey!)
With the radio turned up