Lyrical Breakdown of Super Trapper - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Super Trapper" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Future weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Super Trapper" 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 Future 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 Future's narrative.
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The top come off the Lamb 'cause I'm a super trapper
My pockets on Fat Albert, I'm a super trapper
I came up from out the 'partments where they trigger happy
Bought my bitch a brand new Rollie and she still ain't happy
Got that Cartier with diamonds and I'm laughing at ya
911 Turbo Porsche 'cause I'm a super trapper
Young Pluto is out the trenches but I'm big and badder
I can't never go back broke and that what really matter
Tryna sabotage my crew? Boy, you a swagger jacker
911 Turbo Porsche 'cause I'm a super trapper
Rags to riches, fuck these snitches I ain't scared, bruh
Cold and sheisty, put some prices on your head
I'm a product of the young nigga with dreads, yeah
Yeah, my left wrist cost a bird, I'm a Tropicana serve
Shawty unsure, hope we don't do no sherm
Came from out the Kirk, made myself a don
I gotta do payroll, my check on Jose Canseco
First class Saint Tropez hoe, you do whatever I say so
The top come out the Lamb 'cause I'm a super trapper
My pockets on Fat Albert I'm a super trapper
Two door Maybach on the schedule that's the latest
Hard top 'Rari, Double R, hey, that's Mercedes
I came up from out the 'partments where they trigger happy
Bought my bitch a brand new Rollie and she still ain't happy
Got that Cartier with diamonds and I'm laughing at ya
911 Turbo Porsche 'cause I'm a super trapper
Young Pluto is out the trenches but I'm big and badder
I can't never go back broke and that what really matter
Tryna sabotage my crew? Boy, you a swagger jacker
911 Turbo Porsche 'cause I'm a super trapper
All these foreigns got me lookin' inconsiderate
All these exotic bitches got me like a racist
I just throw that in the safe and then count it
My tennis bracelets lookin' like a water fountain
I got Benjamins, they taller than a mountain
I was pushing dope and then hired an accountant
Lamborghini, I say Lamb when I pronounce it
The doors go lift up in the air and they so spacious
I came up from out the 'partments where they trigger happy
Bought my bitch a brand new Rollie and she still ain't happy
Got that Cartier with diamonds and I'm laughing at ya
911 Turbo Porsche 'cause I'm a super trapper
Young Pluto is out the trenches but I'm big and badder
I can't never go back broke and that what really matter
Tryna sabotage my crew? Boy, you a swagger jacker
911 Turbo Porsche 'cause I'm a super trapper
I'll raise ya 'bout that fettuccine then some
Told her meet me at the boat, I'm in Nassau
I still will push the line, nigga, Julius Peppers
Keep money on my mind, got a bad temper
Paid cash, it's very hard for me to do rentals
I can't hate ya 'cause I faked it 'til I made it too
Sober lady, you betrayed and got deflated (Got deflated)
I'm trying pick this year who bitch who gonna be my lady (Be my lady)
I got bitches, different flavor, this one Cajun
I'ma pimp her and her sister, I'm their favorite
Keep it cordial with these niggas 'cause they traders
I'm on Molly and it's pink like it's Ms. Piggy, yeah (That pink Molly, yeah)
The top come out the Lamb 'cause I'm a super trapper
My pockets on Fat Albert I'm a super trapper
Two door Maybach on the schedule that's the latest
Hard top 'Rari, Double R, hey, that's Mercedes
The top come out the Lamb 'cause I'm a super trapper
My pockets on Fat Albert I'm a super trapper
Two door Maybach on the schedule that's the latest