Lyrical Breakdown of Turn Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Turn Up" 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 "Turn Up" 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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Ayy Glorilla Ayy We finna turn up, no cap I mean, you wanna fight? We can fight, wanna shoot? We can shoot Just let me know what's up Fuck you mean? (Macaroni made it) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Ayy (I'm finna come in like this) Man, this shit so bumpin' No one-on-ones, we jumpin' My bitches come through thumpin' My niggas come through dumpin' Glorilla come through stompin' (Glorilla) An ape to you lil' monkeys I pray these hoes don't act up Gon' get snatched up out her bundles (Stupid bitch) 'Cause this ain't none of that (This ain't none of that) Get your frontal snatched (Get your frontal snatched) I try to drop that nigga (What?) But he keep comin' back (Yeah) Yeah, we the turn up clique (We the turn up clique) We on some turn up shit (Turn up shit) I told them hoes be cool (Be cool) They don't wanna burn a bitch (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy), ayy, ayy We finna turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy), ayy Say you the gang, Oh, well, I'm gangin' too (I'm gangin' too) Thuggin' like I'm Gangsta Boo (I'm Gangsta Boo) My niggas, they be boolin' Got some bitches that be bangin' too (Gang) Say turn up, we the turn up crew Got heat just like the furnace do (Lil' bitch) Money be the topic So these convos ain't concernin' you (Be quiet) Pipe down, lil' nigga, you too lame (Too lame) I'm still the same bitch with a new name (Glorilla) PTE my crew now (Ayy) This chopper got kick like Liu Kang Put some titties on it like 2 Chainz (Tity Boi) Big C-notes like Blueface (Like Blueface) Hit the interstate drivin' two lanes (Two lanes) I'm in a nigga mouth like toothpase (Like toothpaste) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy), ayy, ayy We finna turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy) Turn up (Ayy), turn up (Ayy), ayy (Macaroni made it) Yeah, I seent your mans in my DM (In my DM) Ayy, so I replied back to his DM (Replied back to his DM) Yeah, money eyes, yeah, I see him (Yeah, I see you) Ooh, if that's your man I'm finna feed him (I'm finna get his ass) Ayy, Cash App me some money, nigga, ooh Or just Cash App me some hundreds if it's cool (I mean, if it's cool) Boy, give me your pockets, nigga, ayy Say you the plug, give me the sockets (Nigga) Ayy, and Macaroni made this beat (Macaroni made this beat) Ayy, act like macaroni, extra cheese Stop playin', man Ayy Glorilla