Summertime High

[Intro]
Yeah
Windows down
Sun on my face (uh)
Look
[Verse 1]
Slide out the crib in my old school kicks
Fresh white tee, that’s my summertime fit
Phone buzz twice, group chat blowin’ up quick
"Where you at? We outside" on the text I click
Block smell like charcoal, grill in the breeze
Kids run past, tag playin’ in the street
Neighbor on the stoop with the boom turned up
That acoustic strum and the bass gon’ thump
Shorty in the sundress laughin’ too loud
Braids in the air when she dance through the crowd
I’m two steps in with a half-spin glide
Feelin’ ten feet tall in this July sky (woo)
[Chorus]
Summertime high, I’m up, I’m up
Good vibes runnin’ in my cup, my cup (hey!)
Sun so bright, can’t dim my mood
Whole crew lookin’ like a highlight reel, it’s true
Summertime high, don’t stop, don’t stop
Hands to the sky when the beat gon’ drop (come on)
Laugh so hard that we lose the time
We just ride that light, that summertime high
[Verse 2]
Hit the backyard, cousin got cards on the table
Unc talk smack, “Lil man, you ain’t able”
Domino slam, whole fam yell "score!"
Somebody turn the track up just a little bit more
We got flip-flops lined by the backdoor mat
Tan lines showin’ where the long sleeves at
Grease on the fingers from the plate we pass
Two more jokes and we all collapse
Sun goin’ down but the glow still here
Little breeze hit, coolin’ off the year
Shorty grab my hand, "come dance, don’t talk"
We two-step slow on the side of the walk (yeah)
[Chorus]
Summertime high, I’m up, I’m up
Good vibes runnin’ in my cup, my cup (woo!)
Sun so bright, can’t dim my mood
Whole crew lookin’ like a highlight reel, it’s true
Summertime high, don’t stop, don’t stop
Hands to the sky when the beat gon’ drop (hey!)
Laugh so hard that we lose the time
We just ride that light, that summertime high
[Bridge]
No plans, just pull up
If you there, that’s good enough
Blue sky on my eyelids
Everyday feelin’ like a sidekick to
One big movie in my mind
Freeze frame smiles in a straight sunshine
If this a dream, don’t shake me, nah
Let it play on, play on, play on
[Chorus]
Summertime high, I’m up, I’m up
Good vibes runnin’ in my cup, my cup (yeah!)
Sun so bright, can’t dim my mood
Whole crew lookin’ like a highlight reel, it’s true
Summertime high, don’t stop, don’t stop
Hands to the sky when the beat gon’ drop (hey!)
Laugh so hard that we lose the time
We just ride that light, that summertime high

rap, Upbeat 90s club rap with male vocals over bright acoustic guitar chops, chunky boom-bap drums, and a round, bouncy bassline. Verses ride a playful, storytelling flow; hook explodes with chant-style crowd vocals and simple earworm phrasing. Occasional DJ cuts and sunny synth pads lift the chorus, with breakdown drops on the last hook for a hands-up moment., hip-hop, beats