Lyrical Breakdown of Ring Ring - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ring Ring" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Kevin Gates weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Ring Ring" 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 Kevin Gates 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 Kevin Gates's narrative.
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(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Get fresh, white G Louis (yeah), step out in a Polo tee (grra)
Dope boy, rent due (huh), I know how to break a P (yo)
I've been sippin' drank and got gas for your tank (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Hey, you gon' call me Maybelline, I'ma paint your face, bae (uh, uh)
Put that dick up on her, she gon' call me right back (gon' call me right back)
Hey, 50 on my line, can I call you right back? (Can I call you right back?)
Hey, pressure on the line, a couple stacks will get your pack straight (need a couple stacks)
Hustle so damn good, wish I could work a bitch on back pay (ah)
They steady hating, I'm getting paid
You think I give a fuck?
This iPhone still catchin' plays (catchin' plays)
And she need to just hit me up
Put a four up in my lemonade (on God)
I eat like dinner plates (skrrt)
Run up a hundred off the interstate (vroom)
You should participate
If it's about money, I'm the nigga you can call on
I'm still catchin' plays on my iPhone
Shawty blowin' up my line, sayin', "Head home"
So every time she call, she get a dial tone
It go, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Hello?
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Oh, no
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Hello?
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Let go
Emotionally bulletproof, no inhibitors, I'm balanced
It's traumatic past I'm working through, developin' new patterns
Into fitness, healthy living, been upgrading all my habits
Money coming in abundance, only thing I've been attracting
Women complimentin' my aura, saying my growth been real attractive
Be distracted, still I'll break your back and pin you to the mattress
Eat the handle without gaggin' (ooh), America, she got talent (grr)
Still let Jack stand, when that pack land I get active (damn)
Been on blocks, trap spot in Dixie, hot, I'm workin' alone (yeah)
Zion city just hit, consider from where I sittin', I'm workin' the phone (nah)
Re-compress the H and seal it, custom mixture, we in traffic (yeah)
Mojo paper, we got action, I'll pick up, this is my Magnum
If it's about money, I'm the nigga you can call on (hello?)
I'm still catchin' plays on my iPhone (what's up?)
Shawty blowin' up my line, sayin', "Head home"
So every time she call, she get a dial tone
It go, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Hello?
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Oh, no
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Hello?
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Let go
I'm goin' off this
Hello?
I'm slingin' off this
Hello?
Hit the back street, like
Let go
I'm on the front street
Let go