Summertime
(Prod Evan)
You don't belong to me
They said that you will be mine, mine
You don't belong to me
You don't belong
You don't belong
You don't belong
You-you
(Rah)
Been watching the seasons go by, thank God it Summer time
(Yeah)
Try to talk to a pretty girl sitting by the pool, but I just get side eyed
Go to beach my bros gone be lit
Sitting on the sand with my hand on a beer
Get out the poles yeah we gonna go fish
Fishing off the shore 'cause we don't need a pier
Schools out and I got more me time
Make myself some bands, see my Gucci on the Clothes line (yeah)
Pour the forth taking shots like a kunai
Just like a movie but it gonna be real life (yeah)
Don't gotta a job but money ain't the object
Household name gone be opening for Kodak (yeah)
Get myself a car, gone be whipping in the Cadillac
If love was the paper, I'd be sitting on nine stacks (yeah)
Told my history teacher when I get back I'm gonna be Famous facts
Jeans every day gonna be a senior
Gonna show up with Versace on my ass
True Floridian, bitch I love the sun (rah)
Spit so hard that they'll think that I'm gun
Boom boom boom
Sun is shining, that's my light
Gonna be a heat wave, Jakey Plug's back (you know it)
Go outside and I'll fly my kite
Go out in public, and give out my racks (that's for sure)
Gonna be a star when August comes
Gonna lay back, you can't kill my buzz
Gonna be up when the summer's done
But I got to remember to have some fun
Remember the summer when we all played Fortnite
Remember the summers with Minecraft phase
Remember the summers when we'd all ride our bikes
Remember the times when we weren't getting paid
Remember when we didn't give a damn how our bodies looked
When we were all having fun in the sun
Remember when it was actually fun to read books
Remember when we all, all had love
Been watching the seasons go by, thank God it Summer time
I remember the times when we used to get too high hot boxing the shed with all of my friends
Remember the times when we fucked around at night with Chardonnay in our hands
Got we know Klonopin is a no
Smoke up an eighth 'cause narcotic a low
Quitting the za turn this shit to a show
Pour up a latte
'Cause you ain't getting snow
Thought the high was the life
But little we know
All the liquor I bite
Will turn my liver to a hoe
(Pluh)
Now it's fun times
Don't fold under pressure 'cause now it is Summer time
Summer time
And I'll have some fun
I'll have some fun
And I'll have some funds
45 golden records
I'll have them all just sitting on the wall
Let me tell you a tail about the man who somehow conquered it all
Real shit, that's me bitch
I'm gonna blow up and you won't got non' to say to It
I'm a real jit, I'm legit
Forgo all my vices that get in the way of it
This shit belongs to me (yeah)
This shit belongs to me
(And you can't take it away from me)
You don't belong to me
You don't belong to me
You don't belong to me
You don't belong to me
They said that you will be mine, mine
You don't belong to me
You don't belong
You don't belong
You don't belong
You-you
(Rah)
Been watching the seasons go by, thank God it Summer time
(Yeah)
Try to talk to a pretty girl sitting by the pool, but I just get side eyed
Go to beach my bros gone be lit
Sitting on the sand with my hand on a beer
Get out the poles yeah we gonna go fish
Fishing off the shore 'cause we don't need a pier
Schools out and I got more me time
Make myself some bands, see my Gucci on the Clothes line (yeah)
Pour the forth taking shots like a kunai
Just like a movie but it gonna be real life (yeah)
Don't gotta a job but money ain't the object
Household name gone be opening for Kodak (yeah)
Get myself a car, gone be whipping in the Cadillac
If love was the paper, I'd be sitting on nine stacks (yeah)
Told my history teacher when I get back I'm gonna be Famous facts
Jeans every day gonna be a senior
Gonna show up with Versace on my ass
True Floridian, bitch I love the sun (rah)
Spit so hard that they'll think that I'm gun
Boom boom boom
Sun is shining, that's my light
Gonna be a heat wave, Jakey Plug's back (you know it)
Go outside and I'll fly my kite
Go out in public, and give out my racks (that's for sure)
Gonna be a star when August comes
Gonna lay back, you can't kill my buzz
Gonna be up when the summer's done
But I got to remember to have some fun
Remember the summer when we all played Fortnite
Remember the summers with Minecraft phase
Remember the summers when we'd all ride our bikes
Remember the times when we weren't getting paid
Remember when we didn't give a damn how our bodies looked
When we were all having fun in the sun
Remember when it was actually fun to read books
Remember when we all, all had love
Been watching the seasons go by, thank God it Summer time
I remember the times when we used to get too high hot boxing the shed with all of my friends
Remember the times when we fucked around at night with Chardonnay in our hands
Got we know Klonopin is a no
Smoke up an eighth 'cause narcotic a low
Quitting the za turn this shit to a show
Pour up a latte
'Cause you ain't getting snow
Thought the high was the life
But little we know
All the liquor I bite
Will turn my liver to a hoe
(Pluh)
Now it's fun times
Don't fold under pressure 'cause now it is Summer time
Summer time
And I'll have some fun
I'll have some fun
And I'll have some funds
45 golden records
I'll have them all just sitting on the wall
Let me tell you a tail about the man who somehow conquered it all
Real shit, that's me bitch
I'm gonna blow up and you won't got non' to say to It
I'm a real jit, I'm legit
Forgo all my vices that get in the way of it
This shit belongs to me (yeah)
This shit belongs to me
(And you can't take it away from me)
You don't belong to me
You don't belong to me
You don't belong to me
Credits
Writer(s): Jake A Scotney
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