This is a song about "Summer party with friends"

Forgot to say his friends with a soldier

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Soaking up the summer vibes with all these parties

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Can't wait for summer, might just so see a preacher, with my anxiety

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Soaking up the summer vibes with all these parties

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

With serious impedence, shake hands and say let's be friends/

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects