Track 4 of the album Long Distance Hype · 2026
Sunroof Open, First Warm Weekend
“Jackets in the backseat and the sunroof sliding back. The first warm weekend of the year deserves its own groove.”
hip hop · groovy hip hop · sunroof funk · 2:47
Lyrics
Jackets in the backseat, sunroof sliding back Sunshine on the dashboard, finally on the track Winter couldn't hold us, we are rolling through the town Window down, volume up, nobody slowing down Corner store is buzzing, kids are out with ice Basketball is bouncing, everything feels nice Shades on, fresh kicks, got the whole crew in the ride Warm air on my arm, got the city on my side Feel it in the air, feel it in the street Everybody moving to the same warm beat Sunroof open, sunroof open First warm weekend, we are floating Sunroof open, let it in Let the good times and the sunshine spin Sunroof open, sunroof open Turn it up, we are golden Grill smoke rising from the stoop across the way Auntie got the speaker out, she's playing all day Skateboards on the sidewalk, bikes along the curb Whole block is a party, nothing to disturb Phone is on the dashboard, but I'm looking at the sky Blue so bright it's making all the clouds say goodbye Pass the lemonade, let the laughter ring First warm weekend, we're the kings of spring Feel it in the air, feel it in the street Everybody moving to the same warm beat Sunroof open, sunroof open First warm weekend, we are floating Sunroof open, let it in Let the good times and the sunshine spin Sunroof open, sunroof open Turn it up, we are golden Hands up high, catch the light Everything is gonna be alright Sun on my face, feet off the ground Hear that joyful city sound Sunroof open, sunroof open First warm weekend, we are floating Sunroof open, let it in Let the good times and the sunshine spin Sunroof open, sunroof open Turn it up, we are golden