Lyrical Breakdown of Drip Day N Night (feat. Lil Gotit & Lil Keed prod. by 10fifty) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Drip Day N Night (feat. Lil Gotit & Lil Keed prod. by 10fifty)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gunna weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Drip Day N Night (feat. Lil Gotit & Lil Keed prod. by 10fifty)" 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 Gunna 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 Gunna's narrative.
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Woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah
(10Fifty, I love you)
Might fuck on a freak, I'ma beat it like Irene
Then leave, I'll take you to a flight (woah, woah, woah)
I don't care what the tag at, I got money on my brain
And you know we gon' live alright (woah, woah, woah)
Know I did a couple of things, I be livin' out in shame
But shit, I made it right (woah, woah, woah)
Went and copped a couple chains, and I'm stayin' in my lane
I'm drippin' shit day to night (woah, woah, woah)
Drippin' shit day to night
I drip shit day to night (I drip shit day to night)
We are not the same, I pop the champagne and eat Lo Mein on the flight
Higher than a plane, Codeine in my veins
Ain't none of my soda be light
My vibe got a friend, God keepin' me sane
I'ma go and paint everything white
Don't care about a thing
Blood on the money like I blew a nigga brains
Gettin' to the money, don't know about "can't"
Leave with her again, had two different dates
We all about business, don't play no games
Wanna make you a million, come join my dream
Put peanut butter seats in the Mulsanne
No imposter, double-C animal
Havin' flights, we ain't havin' no latitude
Havin' lunch, your bitch, she edible
I told her my dick incredible
You worth it, I'ma put you on a pedestal
I'ma dive in the pussy like a cannonball
She can keep a nigga focus like an Adderall
Gotta keep Percocet like Tylenol
She comin' back and forth for sex like a volleyball
Cool on the Polo
I ain't budgin', if you ratchet, it's a no-no
I ain't bust a plain Patek, that's a no-no
I left Barney's, I was shoppin' in SoHo (yeah)
La Familia, this ain't just a logo (yeah)
YSL, fuck a cell and the po-po
In a G-Wagon smashin' down Melrose
And a choppa with the bullet in the barrel
Might fuck on a freak, I'ma beat it like a ring
Then leave, I'll take you to a flight (woah, woah, woah)
I don't care what the tag at, I got money on my brain
And you know we gon' live alright (woah, woah, woah)
Know I did a couple of things, I be livin' out in shame
But shit, I made it right (woah, woah, woah)
Went and copped a couple chains, and I'm stayin' in my lane
I'm drippin' shit day to night (woah, woah, woah)
Drippin' shit day to night
I drip shit day to night (I drip shit day to night)
We are not the same, I pop the champagne and eat Lo Mein on the flight
Higher than a plane, Codeine in my veins
Ain't none of my soda be light
My vibe got a friend, God keepin' me sane
I'ma go and paint everything white
No cap in my gang, catch a body, ain't sayin' no names
Get some money, everybody actin' strange
When I ain't had nothin', I could barely get a "Hey"
Believe that, yeah, young GunnaWunna got a wave
I'm knowin' you can see that, so why you callin' me conceited?
(Keed, talk to 'em)
I ain't with the chit-chat, hundred round drum in the backpack
I'll pop Perc' just to relax, throw a lotta money, a lotta racks
Stop by Jeffery, get real CC (let's go)
Pull out packs in the trap, let's beat
Jumped in the coupe and the seats match your feet
He was just piped up, now he on E
That's on me (Keed, talk to 'em)
Y'all ain't like me, fifteen-hundred on the jeans
It's just me and Slatt Gotit
Know we gon' handle that business (me and Slatt Gotit)
And we ain't goin' back and forth
Shit, it is what it is (we ain't goin')
I'ma go and get a million dollar deal, and tryna take care of my kids
Might fuck on a freak, I'ma beat it like Irene
Then leave, I'll take you to a flight (woah, woah, woah)
I don't care what the tag at, I got money on my brain
And you know we gon' live alright (woah, woah, woah)
Know I did a couple of things, I be livin' out in shame
But shit, I made it right (woah, woah, woah)
Went and copped a couple chains, and I'm stayin' in my lane
I'm drippin' shit day to night (woah, woah, woah)
Drippin' shit day to night
I drip shit day to night (I drip shit day to night)
We are not the same, I pop the champagne and eat Lo Mein on the flight
Higher than a plane, Codeine in my veins
Ain't none of my soda be light
My vibe got a friend, God keepin' me sane
I'ma go and paint everything white