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Silja Line
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Silja Line was released on April 10, 2026 by SCRAP CLUB as a part of the album Snapbacks & MOËT
album cover
Release DateApril 10, 2026
LabelSCRAP CLUB
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM141

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pradaaslife
Pradaaslife
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ludvig Bengtsson
Ludvig Bengtsson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
recycleBin
recycleBin
Producer
scarletchoir
scarletchoir
Co-Producer
andreasduganoff
andreasduganoff
Co-Producer
David Jonas Bergman
David Jonas Bergman
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Oooh, I think I’m loosing, yeah, my mind
Bag isn’t new, I say welcome to my life
Got me like whoa, how she touch me with no lie
I say what you tryna do when I’m tryna end night?
We throw it up and down throw them big bills in a spiral
Ooh yeah she nasty when she tell me what she want
Staying up with the weird guys wanna be a night owl
Okay, yeah, let me pop it for you, bag ain’t in a dry zone
She on me 24/7, I need a Redbull
We touching heaven at Seven, yeah, after AM 2
I gave you feathers, now you asking me to fly them too?
No I don’t see manners round here talking still you know I rule
I’m a antisocial still I say what I want
Love no thottie word to Sosa we don’t bring them home
I don’t ever want to somna I’m just on a roll
Yeah we hating being sober we just tryna pour
We throw it up and down throw them big bills in a spiral
Ooh, yeah, she nasty when she tell me what she want
Staying up with the weird guys, wanna be a night owl
Okay, yeah, let me pop it for you, bag ain’t in a dry zone
I can tell you, it’s on purpose, when you see me turning crazy
We got bags on top of bags while you lazy
I got what you want, now I know you hate me
I can’t fuck with her if she not a drainer
Huh, Hahah, pockets always laughing, yeah, we staying fly
In the backseat, smoking lala, riding through your blocka
Huh, Hahah, I ain’t who you tryna be, you can’t shoot higher
Way too gone in Finland, winning money on the Silja Line
Oooh, I think I’m loosing, yeah, my mind
Bag isn’t new, I say welcome to my life
Got me like whoa, how she touch me with no lie
I say what you tryna do when I’m tryna end the night?
We throw it up and down throw them big bills in a spiral
Ooh, yeah, she nasty when she tell me what she want
Staying up with the weird guys, wanna be a night owl
Okay, yeah let me pop it for you, bag ain’t in a dry zone
Written by: Ludvig Bengtsson
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