Lyrical Breakdown of Off Top - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Off Top" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Latto weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Off Top" 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 Latto 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 Latto's narrative.

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Ah-ah, Big Latto Yeah, yeah Hitmaka (Skip got the bounce, it go crazy) They all be fly, ain't shit like them (yeah) Drop racks on fabric, I don't sit like them (yeah) Beat a bitch in front of her mama and baby These hands go crazy, make a bitch act dumb All white when I come through (huh?) Caught her at the light, hit the bitch with the one-two Your nigga ain't hard, fuck around and catch one too (yeah) Real big stepper, crime scene taped up, real big letters, yeah Jumped off the porch to a Porsche with them horses (skrrt) Don't get extorted, bitch, I do extortion Drip on a bitch, all my diamonds assorted (ice) My pussy expensive, boy, you can't afford it (uh) Young and I'm bad, I'm saditty and pretty (pretty) And I get active, I make a hoe feel it (baddie) Glock in my panty, don't make me go get it (uh) Nasty, he tryna fuck on my period (ooh) Off top, man, them hoes ain't never on that Them hoes ain't never on that Off top, man, them hoes ain't never on that Make a nigga look back, ain't never gon' front Off top, man, them hoes ain't never on that Them hoes ain't never on that Off top, man, them hoes ain't never on that Make a nigga look back, ain't never gon' front Never tell a hoe nothin', keep shit to myself 39, cryin' hundreds, 500 my belt Never needed no help to shit on you Loyalty over royalty, I been on it Pack ever come back light, we spinnin' Nigga steady hittin' my pints, he finished Back in the day we'd tear through stitching Now every night, turn niggas to bitches I don't like pictures, fuck you mean Baddie in the west but you from the south Come and fuck with me, I'm up from the beans I fuck with weed and a lil' bit of coke Real dope boy, spend five on coats I used to sell soap to them boys in the feds Hooked on Wock', still lookin' for the red 45 Glock, big 3-0 25 hundred, tryna fuck the CEO Better not play with my team, know this shit get turnt Please no fire, lil' bitch, I'm hurt Bustin' the wire, hoe know I got 30s Please, freeze Off top, man, them hoes ain't never on that Them hoes ain't never on that Off top, man, them hoes ain't never on that Make a nigga look back, ain't never gon' front Off top, man, them hoes ain't never on that Make a nigga look back, ain't never gon' front