[Produced by Ryan Leahan]
[Guitar by Ian Hranilovich]

[Intro: Wally Schmidt]
Hey buddy! Haven't seen you for a bit
You've probably been staying inside to avoid this heatwave huh
Boy it's been hot

[Chorus: Ryan Leahan]
Yeah yeah yeah
Fuck your numbers fuck your limits
Yeah yeah
Bowlcut season back in business
So I'll tell them
Run it again, run it again, ah
Run it again, run it again, yeah
Heatwave shit has got me itching
My skin peeling

[Verse 1: Ryan Leahan]
Pops gone be rolling in his grave
When L.A. gone hit my hotline
Imma get the fuck out here
Ice covering all of these roads
And in all these peoples souls
But it's only on they necks out there
My cheddar got better
But I ain't cheesing till I'm in the warm weather
So baby go crazy
We'll blow the money tweet Zucky like Yeezy
[Kanye West]
Scoop-di-dee-whoop!
[Ryan Leahan]
Scoop! Whoop!
Y’all filling forms but will never drive a foreign
Scoop! Whoody Woop!
Move my parents to the keys that’s important
They put in time they raised me right, yeah
They working late on Wednesday night, yeah
I’m in college, paying shit tons
But not to worry one day we gone make some millions
[Chorus: Ryan Leahan]
Yeah yeah yeah
Fuck your numbers fuck your limits
Yeah yeah
Bowlcut season back in business
So I'll tell them
Run it again, run it again, ah
Run it again, run it again, yeah
Heatwave shit has got me itching
My skin peeling like

[Bridge: Ryan Leahan]
I found a vacay outside my basement
It’s too expensive so I’m saving up
Fly out of Philly but I’m still grounded
I live on Diamond I’m in the rough

[Verse 2: Ryan Leahan]
Block me off without a hitch
But you wear my shirt don’t play that shit
I know you miss me
Block me off without a hitch
But you wear my shirt don’t play that shit
I know you miss me
It’s that Heatwave that come and go
That sunshine after all of that snow yeah
I know you miss me
I wear sunscreen I still get burnt
My new skin will show my worth yeah
I know you miss me
Block me off without a hitch
But you wear my shirt don’t play that shit
I know you miss me
Block me off without a hitch
But you wear my shirt don’t play that shit
I know you miss me
[Chorus: Ryan Leahan]
Yeah yeah yeah
Fuck your numbers fuck your limits
Yeah yeah
Bowlcut season back in business
So I'll tell them
Run it again, run it again, ah
Run it again, run it again, yeah
Heatwave shit has got me itching
My skin peeling like