Lyrical Breakdown of GMFU (Pt. 2) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "GMFU (Pt. 2)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how GloRilla weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "GMFU (Pt. 2)" 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 GloRilla 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 GloRilla's narrative.
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Bad lil' bitch, I'm from the South
If you let me, I'ma show you how a Memphis ho get down (AceC, turn that heat up, nigga)
Facts, ayy, on the gang, gang, GloRilla, woo, uh
First off, let me introduce myself, bitch, I'm her
I'm here to tell you bitches now that y'all got me fucked up
(Bitches got me fucked up) man, I swear to fuckin' God
I put this on my mama, you hoes got me fucked up (woo)
He got me fucked up, she got me fucked up
You, they, them, whole world got me fucked up (whole world got me fucked up)
I swear, they got me fucked up
I put this on the gang, bitches got me fucked up
Tired of people playin' with me, why y'all think this shit a game?
I let y'all do this shit too long, and I'm the only one to blame
Young turnt fly bitch took off on 'em like a plane
Feelin' like Birdman, put respect up on my name
I'm the one that's on they head, why they think they got the crown?
Why you post that fine ass nigga? Know I prolly take him down (haha)
Square ass bitches talkin' shit, mad that they can't come around
Ho, why the fuck Тwitter and Instаgrаm your only damn accounts? Huh? Ho
Bad lil' bitch, I'm from the South
If you let me, I'ma show you how a Memphis ho get down
Facts, yeah, forever keepin' this shit P
In my eyes, bitch, I'm the one, and I'm the only one I see
First off, let me introduce myself, bitch, I'm her
I'm here to tell you bitches now that y'all got me fucked up
(Bitches got me fucked up) man, I swear to fuckin' God
I put this shit on my mama, you hoes got me fucked up (woo)
He got me fucked up, she got me fucked up
You, they, them, whole world got me fucked up (whole world got me fucked up)
I swear, they got me fucked up
I put this on the gang, bitches got me fucked up
Tired of people playin' with me, bitches got me fucked up
T-tired of people playin' with me, man, I swear to fuckin' God
Tired, tired of people playin' with me, bitches got me fucked up
Tired of people playin' with me
Whole world got me fucked up, on the gang, gang
I don't know but right today I got the exact answer
What, you know what, what I do at the end
What I do know is this, we come out on top
I do know we come out on top, I do know that we not one of them
One of the stories of you know what they had and could've been and
You know I'm sayin'? And how they fumbled the ball
This absolutely not this, on the gang, gang