

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Pull up, gravel crackin' Cooler in the back and Netley on the map and Yeah, we really like that (hey!) [Verse 1] Lot 13, that’s the landmark Lexi laughin' in the lawn chair, spark Sun drop low, we don’t clock no time Just tall tales, campsite talk, rewind Flames do a dance on the steel ring Burgers on the grate, that real thing Kids run wild, dog by the water Old heads brag, “Back when we were hotter” Picnic table with the cards laid Boom box bumpin', that retro parade Mismatched hoodies, cut-off sleeves We rich in jokes and autumn leaves [Chorus] Lot 13 nights at Netley Creek Good friends packed in every seat We don’t need much, just the fire and the sky Laugh so hard that the tears get dry Lot 13 loud, we never leave Breeze in the pines, can’t catch this feel If you know, then you know that streak We live forever at Netley Creek (oh yeah) [Verse 2] Cooler cracked, that hiss so cold Stories get big as the fish we told Lantern glow on the gravel road Boots kick dust, that glitter mode Lexi callin' out, “Who’s up next?” Cornhole champs, talk loud, flex Neighbor lots wander through our zone End up sittin' like it’s their home Sky so clear, can’t name the stars But we still aim like we shoot for Mars Hip-hop bangin' on an old deck speaker Beat real tough but the crew run deeper No stress here, just cheap chair thrones Screens face down, we in our own phones Sing off-key to the throwback track Whole campground yell the hook right back (yeah!) [Chorus] Lot 13 nights at Netley Creek Good friends packed in every seat We don’t need much, just the fire and the sky Laugh so hard that the tears get dry Lot 13 loud, we never leave Breeze in the pines, can’t catch this feel If you know, then you know that streak We live forever at Netley Creek [Bridge] From the first light mist on the shoreline To the late-night roast in the gold shine Every year we swear it’s the last time Then we back, same crew on the same line Lexi call roll like a class list Every name answered, no one missed (woah) If home is a place where the heart don’t leak Then mine’s parked here at Netley Creek [Chorus] Lot 13 nights at Netley Creek Good friends packed in every seat We don’t need much, just the fire and the sky Laugh so hard that the tears get dry Lot 13 loud, we never leave Breeze in the pines, can’t catch this feel If you know, then you know that streak We live forever at Netley Creek (hey!) We live forever at Netley Creek
Tags
rap, Hybrid 80s pop hook over hard Midwest hip-hop drums, bright synth stabs, and rubbery bass line. Verses lean into aggressive rap cadences with crisp hats and snappy snares; chorus flips to an anthemic, sing-along melody with stacked group vocals. Occasional vinyl-stop drops and filtered breakdowns between sections to spotlight punchy bars, then explode back into full, glossy, stadium-ready energy. Male vocals., hip hop, hardcore hip hop, pop
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3/1/2026