Lyrical Breakdown of Hit - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Hit" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how DaBaby weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Hit" 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 DaBaby 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 DaBaby's narrative.
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I got a stick in this bitch
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit huh, hit huh
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh skully
Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit skully
Shut up, I know you don't love me (let's go)
I'm fucking on her and her buddy, yeah (yeah)
The Maybach outside, uh
I hopped out that bitch, left it runnin'
(Yeah bitch)
Don't make me get in no trouble
(With that), yeah
You know when I air this bitch out now
I'm tryna be calm, I promise
It's gettin' too hard to be humble
It's a phantom outside I'ma get in that
Send em lil, send 'em back up in the box
In the coroner minivan
Gon' on 'em like ja,
Make 'em spin like a ceilin' fan(aay)
Hop' out and blow at 'em
(Now come on, let's go)
You play with me
Bitch, we gonna make CNN
Bet a fuck, know better
I got a stick in this bitch
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh (woo)
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (hit)
Huh, hit (hit) skully
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (hit)
Huh, hit (hit), huh
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit skully
Huh, they got a problem
They know we can hit (okay)
They got a problem
I brought me a stick in this bitch
Better how sick that they get
Hit 'em with this
And I bet your lil buddy, you miss
I had to turn up my wrist
Watch how I hit
Know I had to go flood out my shit
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got the below in the clip
Double R Maybach
I know that you love how I fit
(I got a), huh, in this bitch
(I got a), huh, in this bitch
I got the baddest ratchet bitch
That's dancin' all on my dick
I got the bag in the trunk
Wear makeup like punk, yeah
BRRT, leave 'em slumped
You know I do, don't say I don't
Got a stick in this bitch
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, (woo)
Hit, hut, hit, hut, hit (hit)
Huh, hit (hit) skully
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit
Huh, hit, (hit), huh
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit
Got a stick in this bitch
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (woo)
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh (hit)
Huh, hit (hit) skully
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (hit)
Huh, hit (hit), huh
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit skully