Lyrics

Gotta recover quickly, because the juice is in me, not talking bout the henny, talking bout infinity, beyond and immediately, attracted to the whimsy, adventurous and giggly. She all the way with me. We’re headed to the beach, lookin juicy as a peach. I know her I got the deets, shades on, bass goin, you know I got them beats, just hooting and hollering, I call her preach, the way she flips it and rolls it down, she can teach. Smiling, vibrant, alive, it is peak,

Chorus:
Summer time, doing it right x4