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Nightshift
712
Hip-Hop/Rap
Nightshift adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Tambia Records tarafından 17 Ekim 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıHighway Pacific
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Çıkış Tarihi17 Ekim 2025
FirmaTambia Records
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM139

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaelen Collins
Jaelen Collins
Rap
Oliver Crosby
Oliver Crosby
Keyboards
Jack Peacock
Jack Peacock
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Remi Vernon
Remi Vernon
Songwriter
Jaelen Collins
Jaelen Collins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Remi Vernon
Remi Vernon
Producer
Oliver Crosby
Oliver Crosby
Recording Engineer
Jack Peacock
Jack Peacock
Recording Engineer
Marquise Green
Marquise Green
Recording Engineer
Evan George
Evan George
Mixing Engineer
Matthew Wolk
Matthew Wolk
Mastering Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

uh, yea
mitsu baby, i pop like a cola
she get to clapping like chanclas on cholas
stash in my budget
whiplash holding this drum up from Europe
dragging a Russian
me and the dog ruff ruffman
looking for something of substance
Irish baby, i know where my luck went, me and eve
right hand on the wall
who is the fairest of all, not me
coming up dirty, now numbers my name like no caller ID
grip on the collar i keep
all bout my capitol, go ask G
got to stay off IG
live my own life for the free
ain’t got to show to you freaks
ain’t seen y’all in some months
chop wood carrying water is not for the weak
off top, that day turn to night shift
the night shift turn into the morning
by morning i’m on some aight shit
my life’s been nothing but double
i was bewitched now im praying to shawty to spare me, a muggle
this could go down like you third-wheeling on a date, fuck with me and catch a couple
sitting on salt
rappers just flex out they bank
tell chase im hitting they vault
i ain’t even dress up today
i was gone hunting
and switched from my main to my alternate
catch me lean out the whip like “who coughed in it?”
and i cut in the wave like a dolphin fin
on my hating shit, i feel like Joe Budden
you might get hit with a joe
and the end of the butt on this barrel
brother will step like he feral
that *tut tut tut* not a pharaoh
do get the point of this arrow
will hit through your marrow
see, all this attention ain’t normal
she gone fuck in the hoopty, it’s formal
couldn’t question the love, it’s soulful
funny how i been seeking my oracle
ayo
off top, that day turn to night shift
the night shift turn into the morning
by morning i’m on some aight shit
my life’s been nothing but double
i was bewitched now im praying to shawty to spare me, a muggle
this could go down like you third-wheeling on a date, fuck with me and catch a couple
i know Remi got cards like gambit
play them right, i’m a start up a tangent
i got moves- mitsu mick jagger
rolling stone and i’m harder than granite
i’m on the dance floor bussin
i don’t think you can understand it
all a sudden im everyone’s cousin
i got love for my boys in my stanzas
i got love, im feeling like Nate Dogg
learned some magic and talked to an 8 ball
if it’s static, fantastic, johnny storm and buddy gets flamed on
it’s a dub for a feat, need a 8 duece
till my pockets is bigger than babe ruth
i put tears in this shit, i can’t lose
i put blood in this game, feel like
Sang-woo
it’s a kitty on lap, not a mainecoon
now i’m off the top rope like angle
Kurt Angle, pick your ankle
Written by: Jaelen Collins, Remi Vernon
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