Lyrical Breakdown of Rich Bitch - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Rich Bitch" 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 "Rich Bitch" 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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I need a rich bitch
I bought a red 'Vette
She give me that head and sex
These VVS, yes
I popped a X, yes
Still ain't no yes man (nah)
And that's yo' best bet (best bet)
Flew my crew on a big jet
I got gold like a treasure chest (chest)
I can't hold up my pants and bands (my bands)
Only here for these Benjamins (Benjamins)
These fuck niggas didn't lend a hand (nah)
Do this shit for my fam and fans (my fans)
Saving all of these presidents, yeah
I just told Richie we rich
I got Metro in this bitch
I see Lil Durk in this bitch
Pop me a perc, take a sip
I'm glad that we made it, we here
TM88 with the drip
We make them blue faces appear
Had to kill 'em, my bad my nigga
I'm just gettin' in my bag my nigga
Calculating and adding these figures (mmm)
My lil' bitch bad and attentive
I told PR to pass the skittles
I just popped me a half, my nigga (mmmm)
That's my partner, my slime, my nigga
I locked in with my kind my nigga (my kind my nigga)
I ain't have to go out, I hit her
They gone pull up and ride (pull up and ride)
See, your bitch keep on eyeing a nigga
I can't stop her from liking these pictures
I hope all of my bitches get richer (mmmm)
I need a rich bitch
I bought a red 'Vette
She give me that head and sex
These VVS, yes
I popped a X, yes
Still ain't no yes man (nah)
And that's yo' best bet (best bet)
Flew my crew on a big jet
I got gold like a treasure chest (chest)
I can't hold up my pants and bands (my bands)
Only here for these Benjamins (Benjamins)
These fuck niggas didn't lend a hand (nah)
Do this shit for my fam and fans (my fans)
Saving all of these presidents, yeah
I'ma valet to the Fifths
I want the latest drip (want the latest drip)
I got Draco in here
Lil' nigga don't play
I'ma let Dre fuck yo' bitch
I run with Lil Bouf in the six
We gon' do this for Troup 'til the end, ay (ay, ay)
You gon' spray it? Then spray my nigga
We gone pull up with Ks, extensions
You gone work and get paid my nigga
I just witness, you payed attention
Had to go make my own decision
I didn't do this for no attention
I just wanted to see more of these Benjis (mmm)
I was down to my last and spent it
Now it's more shopping bags in Fendi
Take it off for a glass of henny
Fuck your ho, give her back
YSL, can't stop bagging these bitches
Like we switched to the gas from the midget
Gunna havin' these hoes like Hendrix
I need a rich bitch
I bought a red 'Vette
She give me that head and sex
These VVS, yes
I popped a X, yes
Still ain't no yes man (nah)
And that's yo, best bet (best bet)
Flew my crew on a big jet
I got gold like a treasure chest (chest)
I can't hold up my pants and bands (my bands)
Only here for these Benjamins (Benjamins)
These fuck niggas didn't lend a hand (nah)
Do this shit for my fam and fans (my fans)
Saving all of these presidents, yeah