Lyrical Breakdown of Kush Wit Them Beans - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Kush Wit Them Beans" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Chief Keef weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Kush Wit Them Beans" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Chief Keef employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
- Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Chief Keef's narrative.
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Ha, yeah, yeah Glory Gang
Sosa, bitch
O'Block, bang
I'm on that kush with them beans, countin' all this green (yeah)
All us get money, bitch, we the money team (yeah)
We got .40s on our waist (bang), 30s in them things (bang)
I'ma let this hammer blow, bitch, I ain't worried 'bout a thing (bang)
I got all the shells on me, bitch, I'm never lonely
I got all this money on me, bitch, I'm never hungry
I got all these diamonds on me, your bitch waitin' on me
Say you wanna get like me, keep grinding, homie
I'ma go to the mall (mall), I'ma buy that bitch (bitch)
I'ma hop in my 'Rari and I'ma ride that bitch (skrrr, skrrr, yeah)
See my truck sittin' on fours (fours), can't ride on no lows
And bitch my pockets on swole (swole), blow hundreds on my nose
I put Fendi on my belt (my belt), Robin all in my jeans
I don't wanna go to sleep (sleep), so, I don't do that lean
Big knots in my pocket (my pocket), I don't carry no wallet
Sneak dissin' us, stop it (stop it), and go get you some money
I love bankrolls (bankrolls), I don't love these hoes
Never snitchin' on my bros (my bros), keep my mouth closed
High off that Earth (that Earth), I don't smoke that purp
I don't smoke that mid (that mid), and I don't smoke that dirt
I'm on that kush with them beans, countin' all this green (yeah)
All us get money, bitch, we the money team
We got .40s on our waist, 30s in them things
I'ma let this hammer blow, bitch, I ain't worried 'bout a thing
I got all the shells on me, bitch, I'm never lonely (yeah, yeah)
I got all this money on me, bitch, I'm never hungry (yeah, yeah)
I got all these diamonds on me, your bitch waitin' on me (yeah, yeah)
Say you wanna get like me, keep grinding, homie (yeah, yeah)
I got all this kush on me (on me), all these bitches on me
Steady textin' my phone (my phone), leave me alone please
I'm busy countin' this green (this green), all 100s and 50s
And steady I'm throwin' money with the Slutty Boyz
We the Glory Boyz, all the bitches know we
All the bitches on we, and all these bitches want we
Plus we be throwin' money, we be straight stuntin'
Fredo off the Molly then shoot up the party
600 on some Mikes 'cause I don't like them spikes
And I don't do that Molly, I be high as a kite
Come on O'Block (O'Block), and you gon' lose yo' life
300 for life (for life), on the block with the pipes
I'm on that kush with them beans, countin' all this green (yeah)
All us get money, bitch, we the money team
We got .40s on our waist, 30s in them things
I'ma let this hammer blow, bitch, I ain't worried 'bout a thing
I got all the shells on me, bitch, I'm never lonely
I got all this money on me, bitch, I'm never hungry (yeah, yeah)
I got all these diamonds on me, your bitch waitin' on me (yeah, yeah)
Say you wanna get like me, keep grinding, homie (yeah, yeah)