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Odds
Hip-Hop/Rap
Odds fue lanzado el 8 de enero de 2026 por Skiii como parte del álbum Odds
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ÁlbumOdds
Fecha de lanzamiento8 de enero de 2026
Sello discográficoSkiii
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM82

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
devon lisinski
devon lisinski
Voces de fondo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Lance Moon
Lance Moon
Autoría
devon lisinski
devon lisinski
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Lance Moon
Lance Moon
Producción

Letra

Not a chance
Don't need your money, fuck your advance
This industry full of plants
My song come on and they dance
Everyday a brand new chance
Don't
Fuck it up
Play that beat, I'll fuck it up
Stack some cheese, then fuck it up
What we need is not enough
Give me the world, I want that
Took a break but we back
I cut the snakes out my grass
Life's a vacation dumb ass
Been too patient, I'll pass
Felt like lately I'm gassed
Do not think too fast
Slow down
Get a grasp
You not funny, no one laughed
It's so sunny
Take a nap outside
I surround myself with real guys
Can't make you see thru my eyes
Can't help the fact that you lied
Old me dead, he died
Old me said his goodbyes
Onto bigger things, my size
Play your game, I'm the prize
Bullshit get idolized
Out of sight, out of my mind
Bullshit, on the decline
New world, brand new design
New girl, how I fantasized
Few curls, my biceps wide
Lift it all, it's on the rise
Lift it all, why you surprised
Why you surprised
Guys
We up, I swear to god
See the signs and I applaud
No more fake shit and no fraud
They vape smoke with no pods
No coincidences, no odds, huh
Can't be coincidence with those odds
Guys
We up, I swear to god
See the signs and I applaud
No more fake shit and no fraud
They vape smoke with no pods
No coincidences, no odds, huh
Can't be coincidence with those odds, nah
I might pause
I might unclench my jaw
Might follow all seven laws
Might let it all out raw
Can't convince me what I saw
Catch a wave, I'm surfing bruh
Mind enslaved, not working bruh
Out the cage, start lurking bruh
Middle aged but make it suck
Life is long, do not get stuck
Hate me, don't give a fuck
Lately it's all been up
Go thru rough, teaching me love
I reconnect with my bruv
I dissect what it was
Hindsight gave me buzz
Hindsight making me trust
Hindsight gave me a crutch
One step, one steps enough
Right, left, new flower buds
My chest so full of bugs
Butterflies
Caterpillars and shit
Make me talk, I admit
Make me pop like a zit
I sit
I feel it
Coming up, can't conceal it
Write a letter, sign and seal it
Radar, you just a blip
No aid but I got my kit
Band aid, don't look, I'll rip, huh
Just hurts a bit, huh
Guys
We up, I swear to god
See the signs and I applaud
No more fake shit and no fraud
They vape smoke with no pods
No coincidences, no odds, huh
Can't be coincidence with those odds, nah
Guys
We up, I swear to god
See the signs and I applaud
No more fake shit and no fraud
They vape smoke with no pods
No coincidences, no odds, huh
Can't be coincidence with those odds, nah
Can't be coincidence with those odds, nah
Can't be coincidence, no odds, nah
Written by: Lance Moon, devon lisinski
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