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Nu Chain

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Nu Chain was released on November 6, 2019 by Text Me Records as a part of the album Level

Song Details

AlbumLevel

Release DateNovember 6, 2019

LabelText Me Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM65

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Tia Nomore

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tia Nomore

Composer

Lyrics

I nee— I nee— I need to go shopping, okay

Uh, I been thinking 'bout copping

That necklace, that chain, with the matching set of rings

Uh, with my name on it, my name

Yeah, fuck around and throw my whole damn name on it

I might fuck around and throw my whole damn name

Gotta throw the bling on it, uh-huh

Yeah, I had to do my thing on it, new chain

Okay, uh-huh, I been thinking 'bout copping on the real though

I'm on my Juicy J today, I put the thing in first gear though

I just woke up and rolled up like gyro

Look, love when I look in the mirror though

I see a sav, I'm not mad

Even when I be in my bag, I can still inspire the mass

My jeweler only take cash

And she blind your ass when she laugh

She make the money do magic

Turn a vision into new fashion

Lights off, but I'm flashing

I got three chains on and they clashing

Look, ain't nobody looking for a stand-in

So don't talk to me when I'm dancing

I'm on my way to my new chain

I'm too blessed, not stressed, can't complain

Not concerned with other things

I just put a deposit down on a dream ring

Since Lil Wayne, I been on bling-bling

Lil' China Town, got plugs on things

Crack your tape, the chains don't change

Ten more karats in my neck, bitch, yeah

I nee— I nee— I need to go shopping, okay

Uh, I been thinking 'bout copping

That necklace, that chain, with the matching set of rings

Uh, with my name on it, my name

Yeah, fuck around and throw my whole damn name on it

I might fuck around and throw my whole damn name

Gotta throw the bling on it, uh-huh

Yeah, I had to do my thing on it, new chain

Verse two, Los Blutz

Ice on my neck say, "Tierra Claudette"

I might just flood out my family crest

You bitches can't even spell baguettes

I'm finna slide on you wetter than wet

Chasing a check then lacing my neck

**** love Nike 'cause it's 'bout a check

I'ma stay hyphy without internet

Bling out my mouth 'cause I'm talking loud

Doing my thing, coming Tupac

Got my chains on and I'm dancing in rain

Y'all boys a shame, under your chain

Neck turning green, can't be unseen

I keep it player, I might gotta layer

I'm in this bitch just beaming on haters

Back on the wrist and I'm flipping my hair

Bitch is my size, it's a pregnancy scare

Where? Too rare

Going together like hi-hat and snare

Mm, counting the day, bitch, I solemnly swear

Ooh, when I piece it together, ****, I'ma change the weather

Looking in the mirror like, "No one greater"

Feeling like Storm in a punk ass headdress

I nee— I nee— I need to go shopping, okay

Uh, I been thinking 'bout copping

That necklace, that chain, with the matching set of rings

Uh, with my name on it, my name

Yeah, fuck around and throw my whole damn name on it

I might fuck around and throw my whole damn name

Gotta throw the bling on it, uh-huh

Written by: Tia Nomore

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