Lyrical Breakdown of Recoup - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Recoup" 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 "Recoup" 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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(DP on the beat) Lil Uzi Vert, one of the greatest Lil Uzi Vert, yeah, yeah, yeah Big-big-big money All big money, big hunnids (Yeah) Want no twenties Yeah, all, all big money, got the big money, want no twenties (Yeah) Got two fifty round drums on me, nigga, that's a hunnid (War, war, war) Bitches all in Follies, bitches all in Magic, bitches all in Onyx (Woo) Get it automatic, spend it automatic, what you thought, I wasn't? Uh, yeah, what you thought I wasn't? Uh, I might fuck on your lil' cousin Uh, I might put dick in her tummy Uh, hit it once on a Monday Uh, on the real, I don't want it (Woah) Uh, I been grindin', then I shove it (Woah) Uh, all my diamonds more than sunny (Sunny) Uh, suicide on the Dawn (Dawn) Dawn doors suicide (Slide) Fucked your bitch in my ride (Yeah) Sucked it through my Number (N)ines (Woah) Smoke a P, what's a dime? (Hey) Count the fee with the fine (Fine) Told that girl that she fine (Fine) Met her in Saint Laurent (Woah) Only saw her one time (Yeah) Saved my name as John (John) I be shootin', pass the rock (Rock) Hit it like I'm Durant ('Rant) You gon' shoot it? Better show me (Woah) I'ma pull up with a Rollie (Bop) I got stripes like I'm Tony (Damn) I got guap like I'm Tony (Tony) I ain't going out like Tony (No) I'ma get it in the moment (Yeah) I'ma hit it in a moment (Yeah) My pockets, never bony (No) All those girls love me Probably 'cause all my diamonds on McFlurry Ooh, get the money 'til I'm buried Uh, count the money in a hurry, uh (Woo) Yeah, all, all big money, got the big money, want no twenties (Yeah) Got two fifty round drums on me, nigga, that's a hunnid (War, war, war) Bitches all in Follies, bitches all in Magic, bitches all in Onyx (Woo) Get it automatic, spend it automatic, what you thought, I wasn't? Uh, yeah, what you thought I wasn't? Uh, I might fuck on your lil' cousin Uh, I might put dick in her tummy Uh, hit it once on a Monday Uh, on the real, I don't want it (Woah) Uh, I been grindin', then I shove it (Woah) Uh, all my diamonds more than sunny (Sunny) Uh, suicide on the Dawn (Dawn) I put goats on my lawn (Lawn) Made a million just off tourin' (Tourin') I'ma hit the Lambo' horn (Skrrt) I'ma pull up with a foreign Yeah, she straight from Milan ('Lan) Listening to seashell shore, uh Diamond wet like the shore, yeah Diamond yellow, look like corn, yeah Record your bitch like it's porn Had it since I was born (Yeah) So good, I'm a lord (Yeah) So good, that it's bored (Damn) Stretch my legs like I'm Jordan (Jordan) Green on me like a tortoise (Woo) Yeah, I'm rich like Porter (Porter) I'ma put it in your daughter (Woo) Yeah, I get it by the water (Water) I'm her dad, I'm her father (Yeah) Compact a lil' shorter, ayy, but it shoot a lil' harder (Lil Uzi) What I got, can't afford it (No) Money sittin' in my wallet (Wallet) It can't fit in my wallet (Wallet) Hit the nail with the mallet (Bah) Yeah, all, all big money, got the big money, want no twenties (Yeah) Got two fifty round drums on me, nigga, that's a hunnid (War, war, war) Bitches all in Follies, bitches all in Magic, bitches all in Onyx (Woo) Get it automatic, spend it automatic, what you thought, I wasn't? Uh, yeah, what you thought I wasn't? Uh, I might fuck on your lil' cousin Uh, I might put dick in her tummy Uh, hit it once on a Monday Uh, on the real, I don't want it (Woah) Uh, I been grindin', then I shove it, uh (Woah) Sunny (DP on the beat) Woah, I had to recoup, uh Okay, I had to recoup (Lil Uzi) Woah (What you say?) Recoup (Oh, okay) I'm gettin' the guap, I had to recoup (Yeah, yeah) (What you say?) I'm gettin' the guap, I had to recoup (Lil Uzi Vert) I'm gettin' the guap, yeah Yeah, I jump in the coupe, then I drop my roof (Skrrt) I took a loss, but I do not lose I get the guap, then I had to recoup I get your bitch, then I had to recruit She sucked my dick 'til she got a loose tooth I'm a real nigga, don't know about you All of these diamonds, I'm cool with the Jewels Okay, I put my foot to the pedal, that's right to the floor, I'm the type nigga live in the moment (Skrrt) I could still smell out if these niggas phony I could still smell out if they pockets bony I got a bitch on me, she said she wanna do it and I told the bitch, "I'ma just bone it" Okay, I'm E.T., so I might phone home it Got a drum on a Glock like it's a Tommy Nowadays, I got addicted to money She got addicted to dick in her tummy I put my fist and my wrist in a dungeon I got to whippin', created a onion Whip up a batch and created some Funyuns Dip my Backwood in the lean like it's honey I made a hunnid thousand on a Monday But right before that, made like fifty on Sunday She suck it, I'm cummin', diamonds, they sunny Ice game so cold that they leave your nose runny Metal my arm and it lookin' bionic That nigga so dumb and he get Hooked on Phonics All of these niggas, they think I'm demonic Because Lil Uzi got them better diamonds You know I got the shit that change the climate Got bitches in Follies and Magic and Onyx I'm off a Xanny, don't stand behind me Spanish mami wanna give me punani I heard that thing right there hit like Dasani Hit from the back, now that thing on tsunami Lambo' matte black so you never could find me Engine pop, crack, like that shit a Ducati 5% on and my rims Forgiato I got the swag, drippin' Rick, Murakami (Lil Uzi) I run the city, point at it, I want it If the cops come then I turn to a foreigner Got a whole thing, started straight from a quarter Straight out the mud, turned it all into water I don't want you actin' cordial Bitch, you ain't bad, that's Sephora My .40 look like a Quarter, uh Cut my compact, little shorter Know that I'm muhfuckin' dressin' 'em out Planted my seed, yeah, that shit had to sprout All of these niggas, yeah, they used to doubt Go to the back of the bank, now I'm out My crib so big, got a house in a house Bitch, you ain't never see this in a house Your crib so dirty, got mouse in the couch Show your nigga what this flexin' about I put the V+1 in my mouth Told her, "Come over," plus one on the couch We had a threesome, that's right on the couch I gave the camera to mouse in the couch 'Cause mouse is a rat, and rat is a snitch So they gon' tell everybody what they hear 'bout I hit that bitch from the back with a towel I hit that bitch from the back smoking loud Yeah, I jump in the coupe, then I drop my roof (Skrrt) I took a loss, but I do not lose I get the guap, then I had to recoup I get your bitch, then I had to recruit She sucked my dick 'til she got a loose tooth I'm a real nigga, don't know about you All of these diamonds, I'm cool with the Jewels Okay, I put my foot to the pedal, that's right to the floor, I'm the type nigga live in the moment (Skrrt) I could still smell out if these niggas phony I could still smell out if they pockets bony I got a bitch on me, she said she wanna do it and I told the bitch, "I'ma just bone it" Okay, I'm E.T., so I might phone home it Got a drum on a Glock like it's a Tommy