Lyrical Breakdown of Ok Cool (Remix) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ok Cool (Remix)" 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 "Ok Cool (Remix)" 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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(Wesh Rudynovski) (On the beat) Ayy, you doin' all this extra shit, you stupid bitch Ayy, I knew you way before this shit, you stupid bitch Tried to show you, but you spinned me, you lil' stupid bitch And now you see I'm lit, you're tryna do a dick Boss up on a hoe, get rich like Ludacris (boss) NC4 been workin' smart (yeah), not harder, you lil' stupid bitch (stupid bitch) You know I fucked your friend (yeah), you fucked my dawg, we both ain't new to this (no) Don't know why you pressed cap like you stressin', I be coolin' it (cap) You fuckin' with a mob boss (mob) She couldn't prove she loyal, so I left her on the sidewalk Made her sign a NDA, told Booka, "Drop a dime off" She done swallowed all my kids, ayy (yeah), drink it like they reposado Ain't thinkin' she gon' get paid, but bitch can't read my mind though You can't get these pesos (nope) Bitch, that was the last time, I can't play where you lay, hoe (hoe) Be with you for life, shit, I'd rather drank some Karo (swear) Plus I got a bitch that's a nurse, I'm okay, hoe You don't care, I don't care, my feelings ain't hurt, bitch Bitch, I got on white ones, Fendi on my shirt, bitch I mash the gas too hard and watch that straight Jeep jerk, bitch Hate it when I'm nice to one of these hoes, they on that jerk shit Yeah, bitch, you're cool, but you ain't better then a Perc', bitch You ain't better than the plug droppin' off the work, bitch Bitch, you ain't even better than an eight of Wock' Catch you with that nigga, I might just up the pipe and spray the car Bitch, you're supposed to be my bitch, I cheated, but you broke us up Bitch, you ain't leave when I was down, left when I was up That's 'bout the realest shit you did, but I don't give no fuck Bitch, all that shit you made me give, but I can't give no more I don't give no fuck, you still got feelings, I can't feel no more I don't even like lookin' at you, bitch, I don't want no kids no more You broke my heart, you stank bitch, I don't wanna kiss no more Say what you want about me, bitch, I don't even care no more (Fuck that bitch, stupid ass) Bitch, you hurt my feelings, uh I ain't even have no ways of dealin' with it I'm talkin' to another nigga, got both of our feelings mixed The other day, I slipped and almost called you one of my other bitches Bitch, you ain't even better than an eight of Wock' Catch you with that nigga, I might just up the pipe and spray the car Bitch, you're supposed to be my bitch, I cheated, but you broke us up Bitch, you ain't leave when I was down, left when I was up That's 'bout the realest shit you did, but I don't give no fuck Bitch, all that shit you made me give, but I can't give no more I don't give no fuck, you still got feelings, I can't feel no more I don't even like lookin' at you, bitch, I don't want no kids no more You broke my heart, you stank bitch, I don't wanna kiss no more Say what you want about me, bitch, I don't even care no more (Fuck that bitch, stupid ass) Bitch, you hurt my feelings, uh I ain't even have no ways of dealin' with it I'm talkin' to another nigga, got both of our feelings mixed The other day, I slipped and almost called you one of my other bitches (Wesh Rudynovski) (On the beat)