Lyrical Breakdown of Money Flip (feat. Taz Mondega) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Money Flip (feat. Taz Mondega)" 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 "Money Flip (feat. Taz Mondega)" 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.
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Woah, where am I?
Yeah, let's go
Let's go!
Get it back, I'ma make the money flip (Flip)
New Maybach, cost one eighty-six (Yeah)
That's in racks, why yo bitch like my drip? (Racks)
This ain't Saks, get my drugs from the fifth (What)
My money long, my team is strong
I had to get rid of some of the problems (Okay!)
I never think like that shit 'bout the dollar
Look at your chain, your jewelry look childish
Look at my neck and it's straight like a fountain
I make accountants go watch my accountants (Woah)
Your girl keep on moaning, I like how it sounding
I put my new crib on top of a mountain
I introduce your old girl to your new
Yeah, we had to make it do what it do (Yeah)
I got 10 bands in my jeans
Balmain religion, not these is not true (Yeah)
I put that girl in a dream
I hit it once and I made your girl cream
All of my cars, yeah them shits mad green
Got a shiny Rolls Royce like, what do you mean? (Uh)
Paint shine like I sprayed with that oil sheen (woo)
I count up my vegetables
Cause you know Imma just keep it a bean
I 'member I fucked that bitch on the vestibule
That was way back when I was in my teens
I could put a motherfuckin lil lil check on you
That shit proli be like 15
Thousand yeah a nigga so fresh so clean
Yeah hit my block, get the best of me
Yeah my dough-nuts like Krispy Kreme
Got a vest on me, this a Tech on me
And I didn't even mean to talk 'bout no lean
And wire on my head like a HOV
Got thousands on my wrist and this shits ain't cheap
This a grown man truck, this is not no jeep (Vroom)
Get it back, I'ma make the money flip (Flip)
New Maybach, cost one eighty-six (Yeah)
That's in racks, why yo bitch like my drip? (Racks)
This ain't Saks, get my drugs from the fifth (What)
My money long, my team is strong
I had to get rid of some of the problems (Yeah)
I never think like that shit 'bout the dollar
Look at your chain, your jewelry look childish
Look at my neck and it still look like a fountain
I make accountants go watch my accountants (Yeah)
Your girl keep on moaning, I like how it sounding
I put my new crib on top of a mountain
Saw all day, in a small hallway
Where the work was a 10
I ain't leavin'
It's crazy, I'm tatted, I fill up my body
With angels, still with the mind of a demon
Belt look sus, jeans feel tight
And the ass feel right in them jeans, it's the meanest
Plus I'm in love with the fact that she's somebody's girl
But I still fill her face up with semen
I done took trips on trips I seen it
Fell in love with a big head girl like Gina
Lost gang to the jails in a year, who seen it?
I don't feel pain no more, I mean it (Free gang)
They done found cake on the floor when they caught me
Lately I'm cool off the shits, don't cross me
Packing a tool with a grip, get 'em off me
Hopefully you with the shits best off me
I been on my own time, can't wait
Might hit once like ice no bake
Four pound long as the nose on Ginob (Manu Ginobili)
So I'm more like Kobe when he balled with the eight
No, I'm more like Grant on ice when I skate
At work, got Grits (Edward Grits) in the pot, that's gang
On Crip but it's not gon' bang
They don't talk work on the Westside King DEGA
Get it back, I'ma make the money flip (Flip)
New Maybach, cost one eighty-six (Yeah)
That's in racks, why yo bitch like my drip? (Racks)
This ain't Saks, get my drugs from the fifth (What)
My money long, my team is strong
I had to get rid of some of the problems (Yeah)
I never think like that shit 'bout the dollar
Look at your chain, your jewelry look childish
Look at my neck and it still look like a fountain
I make accountants go watch my accountants (Yeah)
Your girl keep on moaning, I like how it sounding
I put my new crib on top of a mountain