Lyrical Breakdown of Ps & Qs - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Uzi Vert weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Ps & Qs" 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 Lil Uzi Vert 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 Lil Uzi Vert's narrative.

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Yuh

Ain't gone lie

This song right here slick hatin'

So

Yeah, I took what's yours

I made her mine

Yeah, I took what's yours

I made her mine

Jump in the Porsche, ride through the night

I changed your life, now you gone rock

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

She had a nigga that was on the music scene (what, thought he was me?)

Had a nigga, thought he was going straight to the league (yeah, straight to the D)

Yeah, fuck with my baby I swear that, that nigga gone bleed

She left that boy and ride for me

Stay on my P's and my Q's, yeah

Stay on my Q's and my P's

Cause that could happen to me, yeah

Ran that girl to the big league

Diamonds thats all on my teeth, yeah

Diamonds thats all on my teeth

Put my girl in new Chanel

And I got her a new weave

Put my girl in new Chanel

And I got her a new weave

Like, haha, oh well, now your girl with me

Like, Austin was holding her up, yea, um boy please

Like bye bye, Austin, hello to Lil Uzi

Yeah, I took what's yours

I made her mine

Yeah, I took what's yours

I made her mine

Jump in the Porsche, ride through the night

I changed your life, now you gone rock

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Watch out for my doors

Lambo that bitch roar (skrt)

Tell my girl that the world could be yours

Number one rule, don't listen to whores

No, you've never lived this life before

More money than your last man, of course

Drivin' in that foreign

Where you thought you was goin' in that Ford

I took what's yours, yeah

I made her mine

I made her mine, yeah

I took what's yours

I made her mine, yeah

I took what's yours

I made her mine, yeah

I took what's yours

Yeah, I took what's yours

I made her mine

Yeah, I took what's yours

I made her mine

Jump in the Porsche, ride through the night

I changed your life, now you gone rock

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money

Stay on my P's and my Q's, yeah

Stay on my Q's and my P's

Stay on my P's and my Q's, yeah

Stay on my Q's and my P's