"Summer All Year" by Wiz Khalifa celebrates a carefree romance built on freedom, attraction, and good timing. He admires a woman who lives without apology, stays out late, drinks from the bottle, and turns every room into a party, while he moves with cautious ambition, proud of his progress but unwilling to return to harder days. The repeated wish for endless summer works as the song's central image, a longing to freeze a season of warmth, ease, and connection before real life cools it down. It's a warm, unhurried invitation to enjoy the moment together.
Summer All Year Lyrics by Wiz Khalifa
[?] out of bounds
Every time you pull up on me
Pull up on me, pull up on me
[?] down
Every time you pull up on me
Pull up on me, pull up on…
Uh
And I ain’t perfect but I’m making progress
I don’t try to rush things, I just want the process
Tryna make the right moves, now I’m being cautious
Don’t get many chances, I know
Gotta wait for fuck niggas not be with bosses
Counting up the wins but I ain’t afraid of losses
You’ll never make it back if you cross us
I ain’t never going back to them days before the Black & Yellow whip ’cause I’m riding in a ‘Rari
She ain’t ever going back to her man
She can wake up and call him in the morning
Making friends everywhere that you go
On a regular day you the life of the party
You do what you want, you don’t say “Sorry”
You look good as fuck, so does your karma
Rolling that bomb up, no one to bother, go hit the sauna
Good marijuana, smoke when you wanna, baby, that’s aura (Yeah)
Like to stay up ’til you fall out
You like to drink out the bottle, aw yeah
Shake it like “Who let the dogs out”
You wish that it could be summer all year
[?] out of bounds
Every time you pull up on me
Pull up on me, pull up on me
You wish that it could be summer all year
[?] down
Every time you pull up on me
Pull up on me
You wish that it could be summer all year
Run your own race
Come to my crib, that’s a comfortable place
Got the best thighs that you ever seen
Fuck with the Taylors, you know that you safe
Everyone fuck with Khalifa man
Everyone had their own Taylor Gang phase
Knew her since back in the day
She never act different, she love me the same
A lot
Smoke weed a lot
She like to party, work out, do yoga and rave
Call her, she coming, it’s summer time
When she get loaded she run on the stage
See her with someone else, I think it’s funny
I’m wondering how much she got paid
I call a spade a spade
Buy you a ticket, let’s hop on a plane
Might put some ice on your chain
Might stand outside and serve a few packs like I got a white T again, ayy
Like to stay up ’til you fall out
You like to drink out the bottle, aw yeah
Shake it like “Who let the dogs out”
You wish that it could be summer all year
[?] out of bounds
Every time you pull up on me
Pull up on me, pull up on me
You wish that it could be summer all year
[?] down
Every time you pull up on me
Pull up on me
You wish that it could be summer all year
