Hook: X2
I got a bar in the car
We can go anywhere and get fucked up
(I need me a mix, Let me get a fix)

Verse: 1
Pop the trunk and look alive, we gone park the ride, and slide
Music bangin and we slanging, they gone catch a fucking vibe
Parking lot pimpin with tequila, had me limping
Thirty three bottles in the trunk, Scottie pimpin
We ain't at the club, we at beach and we fishing
Everybody looking at us, like we want attention
We just wanna turn up in this lot, ain't no tripping
Let me catch my balance, you can tell a nigga spinning

Hook: X2
I got a bar in the car
We can go anywhere and get fucked up
(I need me a mix, Let me get a fix)

Verse: 2
In the parking lot, I'm charging five dollars for a drink
Shroomed up, let me find my phone, roll another cone
Shroomed up, car turned to a boat, let it sink
Shroomed up, let the beat knock, it might crack the box
Shroomed up, fried chicken, can I get a fucking piece, keep it bouncing, while we turning up, to a double cup
Quaniche and Cousin cooch, smoking fruit loops
Change the destination to a new location hoe
I ain't even in the mood, but I'm showing gratitude
Too fucked up to drive, so we kick it by the ride
Roll up leaf, we gone chief, while we riding high
Cruise control, let it roll, watch out for them potholes

Hook: X2
I got a bar in the car
We can go anywhere and get fucked up
(I need me a mix, Let me get a fix)