

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] It’s 99 degrees down by the creek, swingin’ from a tire, Dust kicks up, the sun’s burnin’ like a fire. Surrounded by my friends, laugh till we’re weak, Summer time’s a blessing, down here by the creek. [Verse 1] Mud on my kicks, dust in the air Sippin’ from a can, nobody care Water so still, it’s mirror clear Sweat on my brow, trouble nowhere Shadows long, sun's on fire Truck bed speakers, climbing higher Cornbread crumbs on a paper plate Livin’ like kings, we don’t gotta wait [Pre-Chorus] Bare feet dance where the willows lean This spot’s ours, no in-between [Bridge] It’s 99 degrees down by the creek Swingin’ from a tire, the rope’s antique Surrounded by my friends, laughin’ deep In the summertime, this life’s a feast [Verse 2] Mosquito hum, slap on my wrist Skippin’ stones, makin’ them twist Shirt soaked through, don’t even flinch Splashin’ like kids, no room for stiff Pocketknife carved hearts on a log Smoky skies rise from the grill fog Ain’t no rush, clocks don’t tick This the kinda life, make it stick [Chorus] It’s 99 degrees down by the creek, swingin’ from a tire, Dust kicks up, the sun’s burnin’ like a fire. Surrounded by my friends, laugh till we’re weak, Summer time’s a blessing, down here by the creek. [Verse 3] Hats turned back, muddy flip flops on the ground, Beers in a cooler, that cicada sound. Skipping rocks, hearts skipping beats, Water cold as truth, cutting through the heat. Worn-out rope, hold tight, let it go, Splash in the deep, hearts race, time slows. Tadpoles scatter, ripples in the flow, Here we’re kings, no crowns, just the glow. [Chorus] It’s 99 degrees down by the creek, swingin’ from a tire, Dust kicks up, the sun’s burnin’ like a fire. Surrounded by my friends, laugh till we’re weak, Summer time’s a blessing, down here by the creek. [Verse 4] Hound dogs barking ’, don’t phase the crew, Granddaddy’s old tales, they still feel true. Fishing line tangled, patience running thin, But every snag’s a story, where do we begin? Shirts off, cut off shorts as our jokes fill the air, Pine smoke curling, the grill’s hot got plenty of food This is our church, this is our hymn, Country kids with dreams, living on a whim [Outro] It’s 99 degrees down by the creek, swingin’ from a tire, Dust kicks up, the sun’s burnin’ like a fire. Surrounded by my friends, laugh till we’re weak, Summer time’s a blessing, down here by the creek.. This is a country boy swag production
Tags
country, rap duo, 808s with a twangy acoustic guitar riff, male vocals, warm and laid-back vibe, country rap
3:36
No
12/9/2025