Lyrical Breakdown of On God - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "On God" 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 "On God" 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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(Diego) (Bankroll Got It) Got 'em like, mm-hmm (uh), pussy too good (yeah) Real boss bitch Need a nigga out the hood (out the hood) Askin' where I'm at I'm in the Wish-a-Bitch Woods Pretty ass face But I'm known for hittin' juggs (yeah) Mm-hmm, swipe that card (yeah) Ass on fat And my bag on large (yeah) Milkshake bring trap niggas to the yard He ain't never leave this pretty ass pussy, on God Shh, broke bitches too loud (shut up) Walk me to the back I ain't comin' through the crowd (hell nah) Double hand twist Have him sittin' on a cloud Hit it from the back Makin' macaroni sounds Got my own bag I'ont need yours (hell nah) Cinderella, red bottoms, no chores (yeah) Who dat pretty ass thing in a Porsche? (skrrt) Prolly fuck a rich nigga, of course Got 'em like, mm-hmm (uh), pussy too good (yeah) Real boss bitch Need a nigga out the hood (out the hood) Askin' where I'm at I'm in the Wish-a-Bitch Woods Pretty ass face But I'm known for hittin' juggs (yeah) Mm-hmm, swipe that card (yeah) Ass on fat And my bag on large (yeah) Milkshake bring trap niggas to the yard He ain't never leave this pretty ass pussy, on God Tryna hit the 'Latto Made' em buy a ticket (buy a ticket) You'll never catch a bitch flyin' Spirit (hell nah) If you ain't talkin' money I'ont wanna hear it (huh) Big Bentayga He gon' eat it while I'm steerin' Got it on me wish a bitch would run up Each occasion, I'ma need two hunna (two hunna) Ex-nigga still ain't found another (nah) Hope he brought an umbrella if the nigga goin' under Got 'em like, mm-hmm (uh), pussy too good (yeah) Real boss bitch Need a nigga out the hood (out the hood) Askin' where I'm at I'm in the Wish-a-Bitch Woods Pretty ass face But I'm known for hittin' juggs (yeah) Mm-hmm, swipe that card (yeah) Ass on fat And my bag on large (yeah) Milkshake bring trap niggas to the yard He ain't never leave this pretty ass pussy, on God Got 'em like, mm-hmm, pussy too good Real boss bitch Need a nigga out the hood Askin' where I'm at I'm in the Wish-a-Bitch Woods Pretty ass face But I'm known for hittin' juggs (yeah) Mm-hmm, swipe that card (yeah) Ass on fat And my bag on large (yeah) Milkshake bring trap niggas to the yard He ain't never leave this pretty ass pussy, on God (uh)