Lyrical Breakdown of Trap Girl - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Trap Girl" 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 "Trap Girl" 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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I got a trap girl
(I ain't tell you about my trap girl?)
I'm a talk about me
Then I'm a talk about my trap girl
(I ain't tell you about my trap girl?)
Bricks! 27-5 call me outta town shawty
I'mma drop it off, I'll be outta town shortly
NBA Jam, I'm on fire like I never been
Sickest in the city
Shit I'm hotter than I ever been
Fresh, then we are alike
They say I'm hard to like
Don't respect a lot of rappers
Feel I had a harder life trell hit me up
Saying Gates we need to talk a price
I believe in you
I can really have you flossin' right
Stay lawyered
On my unit ain't been talkin' right
Nigga want me dead
Got me clutchin' and I'm walking light
People say I'm reckless
That's just Kevin keep it pushing dawg
Stomping through your section
With my weapon, ain't no lynching off
Check out my paint job
My Camero burning rubber
I'm a felon with a heater, Lethal Weapon
Danny Glover ain't trippin' on the rain
So I don't put on a cover
Trap girl, pussy good
So I don't put on a rubber
Sunlight hit the ice
Make it glisten off the wrists
Children in my section
Pass by me taking pictures
Junkies like the rims
Then they ask how much the car cost
Stop on any block
Turn that bitch into a car wash
Hand them $20
Just to let them wipe the cars off
Let my chain swang
I ain't grippin' on no sawed off
I'm ice cold
Really thought I should warn y'all
Try to take my charm off
Chopper take your arm off
Party poppin' off, I'm shoppin' in Cortana
Me and L, catching sales
While we walkin' in Cortana
White shit all on my pants, handling the work
Brought a couple 8 balls
For the janitors at work
Trap girl
I ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
Walk in the mall
People asking who is that girl trap girl
I ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
I play the blocks
She be busy getting stacks girl trap girl
I ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
My money long
You ain't never got to ask girl trap girl
I ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
You hold it down
Keep it with you like my gat girl
All day, I go get it
But at night I come and sleep
She rock a lace-front, and fix her weave
(twice a week) handle keys (twice a week)
Cook for me (twice a week)
So I get her nails done and treat her feet
Twice a week trap girl
I ain't tell you 'bout my trap girl?
First day I met her
Told her I can break your back girl
It been a minute
We been kickin' it since '06
Grey Monte Carlo I was working
With like 4 bricks
Still on the block, still selling rocks
Youngest nigga in the bottom and
I got the dumbest spot
Could work a 7: 30, could run a 9 to 10
Don't know about a 9 to 10
You ain't really grindin' then my trap girl
Held it down while I was in the pen
And helped me get back on my feet
When I came out the pen
She told me to leave the streets alone
I picked up the pen
It's only right she sit on side of me
While I'm in the Benz
Trap girl
I ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
Walk in the mall
People asking who is that girl trap girl
I ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
I play the blocks
She be busy getting stacks girl trap girl
I ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
My money long
You ain't never got to ask girl trap girl
I ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
You hold it down
Keep it with you like my gat girl
Gat girl, gat girl, gat girl