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Lyrics
[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
[Chorus]
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
Details
GeneratedDec 9, 2025
Duration1:29
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, country rap, twangy acoustic guitar riffs layered over punchy beats. a laid-back, rap, summery vibe with a rhythmic bounce and an anthemic hook., groovy 808s
Credits
Prompt by
blackwill27
blackwill27ModelAria v5
Prompt
Summer time
Country rap 808
Hook
It's 99 degrees down by the creek, swinging from tire. Surrounded by my friends, in the summer time
Subject
Being young, having fun by the creek, with all my friends
