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Off Licence
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Off Licence은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2024년 7월 5일일에 CMZ에서 발매되었습니다.Neighbourhood
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발매일2024년 7월 5일
라벨CMZ
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
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BPM65

크레딧

실연 아티스트
Chip
Chip
실연자
Nafe Smallz
Nafe Smallz
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
작곡가
Nathan Adams
Nathan Adams
작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Eight8
Eight8
프로듀서
Eight8 Beats
Eight8 Beats
프로듀서

가사

[Chorus]
My ****, we ridin'
On the ends, just slidin'
We ain't lookin' for no one
Spliff and the window down, we vybzin'
Gotta dodge blue lights, all the weed we hidin'
Too much smoke got my mouth dry
Bro, hit the off-licence
Pull up on my block, I'm covered in ice
Tell the young bulls it's timin'
[Verse 1]
Grab my tool and attack that fool
Like goddamn, losin' my life ain't cool
Need a Ballon d'Or for the way I ball
Ask 'round, Chippy been the man since school
Any stress come my way, I'll cope
Been famous from young, man, this life ain't a joke
White girl judgin' me 'cause I smoke
Like her and her girls ain't doin' up coke
Treat Thursday like Friday, I live how I like
Bro said "What's the motive?" We touchin' the road
I'm fly from time I step out my home
When you're poppin', there's always somewhere to go
If these little **** don't pay me respect
I'll just rile up your neck, let it slap at their heads
People still pay me in pounds for my pen
Payment's the only way I take a cheque
[Chorus]
My ****, we ridin'
On the ends, just slidin'
We ain't lookin' for no one
Spliff and the window down, we vybzin'
Gotta dodge blue lights, all the weed we hidin'
Too much smoke got my mouth dry
Bro, hit the off-licence
Pull up on my block, I'm covered in ice
Tell the young bulls it's timin'
[Verse 2]
Money inclined
Pay for the villa, I pay for the flight
Don't pay her no mind
All of these riches, I'm still on the strip with the dealers
I'm dealin' that shit and I'm fried
I'm the CEO, can't get a VO
I know they're watchin', so free up the guys
I was just sendin' the snow like Franklin
Whole of the fam, I had to provide
It's the truth when I slide
It's Berettas or the nine
Ay now you, don't lie
You know you ain't 'bout that life
In the coupe, speedin' lights
And them doors are suicide
Cah the roof recline
Now hold the line
I put my pain down for the money
Plain Jane on the money
Fame made her want it
She brung her A-game to the party
It's that XO when I sip, when I sip, when I sip
Gang be ten toes where you live, where you live, where you live
[Chorus]
My ****, we ridin'
On the ends, just slidin'
We ain't lookin' for no one
Spliff and the window down, we vybzin'
Gotta dodge blue lights, all the weed we hidin'
Too much smoke got my mouth dry
Bro, hit the off-licence
Pull up on my block, I'm covered in ice
Tell the young bulls it's timin'
[Verse 3]
Money inclined
Pay for the villa, I pay for the flight
Don't pay her no mind
All of these riches, I'm still on the strip with the dealers
I'm dealin' that shit and I'm fried
I'm the CEO, can't get a VO
I know they're watchin', so free up the guys
I was just sendin' the snow like Franklin
Whole of the fam, I had to provide
Written by: Jahmaal Noel Fyffe, Nathan Adams
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