Lyrical Breakdown of Like Dat - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Like Dat" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Kodak Black weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Like Dat" 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 Kodak Black 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 Kodak Black's narrative.
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Sniper gang, Kodak
Cause I got it by myself
Skrrt, skrrt, aye, skrrt, skrrt (skrrt, skrrt)
Free lil Kodak man, free lil tap boy, yee
Why you, why you keep that tool like dat?
Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (aye, aye)
How you get so high like dat?
Why your eyes like dat?
Cause I put molly in my lean (aye, Kodak, Kodak)
Kodak, why you act like dat?
Why you strapped like dat?
Cause I got it by myself (aye, aye)
Nigga, I don't need no vitamin C
I be smokin' broccoli, they say it's good for my health (aye, aye)
I'm from the No, my lil bitch from the Dale
I like my money fast, you movin' like a snail
All I smoke is L's, on that paper trail
Can't you tell? I got clientele on my Nextel
I don't need your help, got it on my own
This a million dollar phone, but I ain't got no ring tone (aye, aye, aye)
Kodak, why you keep that thing on you? (aye, aye)
Cause I ain't got no time to play with you
All I do is win, I hate to lose
Got your boo dancin', cause that's what them bands make her do (make her dance)
I'm smokin' broccoli, count this green (count this green, nigga, aye)
I'm on molly, I'm on lean (I put molly in my lean, nigga)
Why you, why you keep that tool like dat?
Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (with my niggas, aye)
How you get so high like dat?
Why your eyes like dat?
Cause I put molly in my lean (in my lean, aye)
Kodak, why you act like dat?
Why you strapped like dat?
Cause I got it by myself (by myself)
Nigga, I don't need no vitamin C
I be smokin' broccoli, they say it's good for my health (aye, aye, Kodak)
Kodak, why you always in the foreign? (in the foreign car)
Cause if it ain't foreign, then it's borin' (that's a boring car)
I'm chasin' dreams, while you snorin'
Kodak Black, my bitch yellow, but her favorite color orange (color orange, boy)
Please don't call my phone no more, I'm on tour (bitch, I'm on tour)
Only two can fit, fuck a four door (fuck a four door)
Nigga, this a jag, this is not a Ford (not a Ford)
Polo to the floor, fuck that Tom Ford (poppin' molly)
Nigga, this a Rollie, fuck that Michael Kors (fuck that shit)
I'm in here movin' slowly, cause I poured a four (I'm on that shit)
Got her on her knees, like "forgive me lord" (fuck that bitch)
I remember pullin' schemes, way in Baltimore (remember I was hittin' licks)
Why you, why you keep that tool like dat?
Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (with my niggas, aye)
How you get so high like dat?
Why your eyes like dat?
Cause I put molly in my lean (in my lean, aye)
Kodak, why you act like dat?
Why you strapped like dat?
Cause I got it by myself (by myself, aye)
Nigga, I don't need no vitamin C
I be smokin' broccoli, they say it's good for my health (I'm the healthy kid)