Summer should be soundtracked accordingly; put the dark bangers away for a moment and pull up an easy chair. Guiding you on your spiritual journey are the combined voices of Rob Hicks and Rahn Harper, with the former taking the lead on this one. Over tropical whimsy courtesy of DJ Pain and Taylor King, Hicks draws up the plan with a smooth delivery, exhibiting a flow taught in the school of Kendrick Lamar and/or J.I.D. That's hardly a curriculum to invoke truancy.
Hicks uses the occasion to spit game, weaving a vivid picture of the goddess du jour; she never misses leg day, which is an accomplishment unto itself. Rahn comes through for the closing verse, anchoring Hicks' dexterous flow with a more grounded one. The combination makes for a welcome addition to the Friday collection, so be sure to throw this one on should you be so inclined.
We ride in the moment we listen to Janet,
She think I'm a dog and she really can't stand it
Pussy I swear that that shit be my vice
Need me a bitch that gon' give me advice