[Intro: Chevy Woods]

Still smoking baby

It's the Cookout, right

And this is brought to you by the Liquor Store

Oh fo sho

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]

I used to spread a wife with a bread like mayo

All man nobody had to say so

Hit my homie from LA after I hit my little bitch from the bay yo

So high have you ever seen stars?

Tell me baby have you ever seen mars?

She says she's going to eat me up, like what

Have you ever seen Jaws

Hit the switch now we riding on 3 wheels

I don't want you around for a cheap thrill

I'm rolling, you rolling, we sweating, no E pills

Old school, playing up in my ride

Oh, I told you, I'm trying to get up inside you

[Chorus: Chevy Woods]

I heard you freaky baby, won't you get up in my ride and do what you like to?

Cause tonight it's going down, down, down, down, down

Make the phone callers and a couple friends yeah you can invite too

I'm with my nigga so it's going down, whoa

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

Going in, going in, cover me cause I'm going in

If I put my game down flat then guaranteed that I'm gonna win

Roll 2 joints, you roll 2 joints and take 2 cups and hold them in

Take you up you never come

Then knock you down like bowling pins

Your mans a lame nigga, you should tell him not to worry about me instead of that that try to get his change bigger

Met the first night, fuck the first night tell em that's game nigga, game nigga...

Cars & jewelry insane nigga

[?] painkillers

I'm on her brain so much

That's the first that she gave me

[Chorus: Chevy Woods]

I heard you freaky baby, won't you get up in my ride and do what you like to?

Cause tonight it's going down, down, down, down, down

Make the phone callers and a couple friends yeah you can invite too

I'm with my nigga so it's going down, whoa

[Verse 3: Chevy Woods]

No sleep, that's the motto, drinking out that bottle

Copy cats, they just wanna follow

They bad bitches they just wanna swallow

Them bullets flying at you them those hollows

Got a bag of money ain't about a bitch

[?] we the taylor gang, is that your chick

She was backstage trying to get at the [?]

She a fan first but I tell you that

One night bet you won't get her back

Bet you won't get her back

One night bet you won't get her back

[Chorus: Chevy Woods]

I heard you freaky baby, won't you get up in my ride and do what you like to?

Cause tonight it's going down, down, down, down, down

Make the phone callers and a couple friends yeah you can invite too

I'm with my nigga so it's going down, whoa