Lyrical Breakdown of Rip Stick - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Rip Stick" 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 "Rip Stick" 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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Blrrrd Ayy, yeah, Broward County Florida Nigga, we be like, we be like, "Blrrrd" damn, hell, nigga We'll run through your whole gang, or get some shit over Blrrrd, yeah Mm, kutthroat business, lil' dog, get your throat slit My nigga went flaw', he don't think that I know yet I'm wet like a pool, I see water, my Rolex I pity the fool for nothin' If I send a bitch and forget, bruh, you gettin' hit stick, yeah SG slidin' and glidin', you know that I rip stick You know that I rip stick I'll be damned if I let a nigga slide on me I'm glidin' with a pole, gotta watch who behind me You know I rip, big quick Talk nice, Don Dada, straight slaughter me a bitch I'ma show you how to rip this stick Jump out, hit 'em hard, shit end of the stick Kutthroat but I ain't cuttin' who I'm eatin' with Same way I ain't fuckin' who I'm sleepin' wit' These hoes, bitch, I'm steppin' for nothin' New pole, got it dirty for nothin' How you love me, wanna cross me for nothin'? I'm on the morphium, count the hearts, I don't stunt 'em Kutthroat business, lil' dog, get your throat slit My nigga went flaw', he don't think that I know yet I'm lit like a pool, I see water, my Rolex I pity the fool for nothin' If I send a bitch and forget, bruh, you gettin' hit stick, yeah SG slidin' and glidin', you know that I rip stick You know that I rip stick Hm, I let the stick rip Don't get your shit peeled I keep a French Tip, ayy I'm on them C230s, been swervin' and floatin' I'm lurkin' in motion like, "Where my opponent?" Soon as they play, I be gettin' the drop You ain't pussy boy, rob, I remain on the block Put a knife on the chopper, I call it a chop The crack rectangle, I call it a rock I be slidin' and glidin' and snatchin' and grabbin' Stretch gang, switch gang, SG automatic I pity the fool for nothin' Richard Mille or a cool 200 I'm with lil' Mills, I know he gon' kill But ain't talkin' Meek, young nigga pocket on fifty Kutthroat business, lil' dog, get your throat slit My nigga went flaw', he don't think that I know yet I'm wet like a pool, I see water, my Rollie I pity the fool for nothin' If I send a bitch and forget, bruh, you gettin' hit stick, yeah SG slidin' and glidin', you know that I rip stick (big blrrrd) (let's go) You know that I rip stick (-blrrrd) Amiri jeans fit tight, Glock .23, beam Like dub in these pockets, new Louis V keys Still blood on the bottom, won't say what we did (blrrrd, blrrrd) Came a boss on the chopper, ain't no way you can miss (blrrrd) Soon as I get the drop then we gotta go get 'em I send 'em, move up, he got ate by them Ps .57 up, just the Drac' in the seams Big thirteen, move off of murder and Bs Got a deal that I rap, they can pay me for killings I'm pushin' the Maybach and trippin' out Bentleys Soon as I wake up, go and load up my carbine (blrrrd) Spendin' time with the Draco in a minute (yup) Lil' Shiesty gon' pull up on you 'fore we be arguin' Spray everybody, I don't care who we hittin' Big dime, 300 shot, jumped out the Charger All black on, they couldn't tell who was in it Kutthroat business, lil' dog, get your throat slit (blrrrd, yeah, blrrrd) My nigga went flaw', he don't think that I know yet (blrrrd, blrrrd) I'm wet like a pool, I see water, my Rolex (yeah) I pity the fool for nothin' (nope) If I send a bitch and forget (mm-mm) Bruh, you gettin' hit stick, yeah (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd) SG slidin' and glidin', you know that I rip stick (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd) You know that I rip stick (big blrrrd) Yup