[Intro]

This that feel good music right here..

Haha it feels good don't it?

[Hook]

Summer, Summer, Summer, Summertime, Remember those?

Summer, Summer, Summer, Summertime, The best times was the

Summer, Summer, Summer, Summertime, I love those

Summer, Summer, Summer, Summertime

[Verse 1]

Summertime, the right time, daytime, right length, right watch

Like the nice guy, fly guy wit a nice guy

Gucci top with the Nike highs

Or the LV with the V-Neck T

Fly, so fly on the beach

Beach chair loud

Damn, champagne from the liquor bank

On my way to the Chevron got a full tank

Now we ride and wherever he wanna go

She know I spend C notes on all my peoples

Well done, ain't nothing like the pool party fun

I got plenty drink, give the pool party some

Red rum the whole bottle of patron

But, no worries, baby I got more to poor

Catering from Roscoe's, Chicken and waffles

Together politicking blacks, whites, and Asians

I love

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Oh, the man rose with the millionaire stroke

From the 323, to the 310

I got my 23's on

Jordan's so important, with my fit already scorching

And then 15, before 7 to the Porsche's, we do the 23's

No rims, if you see them laid back, just hide til' the driver drive and some of em' get million dollar profits

Got it? Now put the Tyga CD in and stop poppin'

Meet the bad guy, they call me God in the blue Bugatti

Yeah I'm styling in the 6 series, with a bulk wallet

Stop it, hah, the sunset looking violent

Come vibe with em' get it poppin', no violence

No alarm sirens, just me and you cruisin'

To the music, this how a young boss do it

[Hook]