Lyrical Breakdown of BANK TELLER - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "BANK TELLER" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Yachty weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "BANK TELLER" 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 Yachty 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 Yachty's narrative.
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(Perfect!)
Uh
Uh (oh-oh, oh)
Oh-oh, oh (oh-oh, oh)
Yeah (oh-oh, oh)
(We love you, Tecca)
I know we on one, in the bank-teller, my bitch a bank-teller
This shit get realer, better keep some real niggas
I been just thinking, my life cannot get bigger
Bitches getting badder, I'm a real life winner
I be doing anything to make me a lil' money
Came from off the porch, now I take trips out the country (bye-bye)
Niggas think they stuntin'
But we really one of them ones (one of them ones)
Big bank take lil' bank, I put my life on my funds (what you say? Hey)
I just called that boy
I said, "We gotta run that shit up now" (it's us)
I hit it one time then I say she gotta get up now (can't fuck)
They didn't pick up when I called
But guess who they be calling now? (On my line)
Yeah, they used to hate, but fuck it nigga, 'cause we balling now (shoot)
I just want some top, she pull her pants down, so I'm stallin' now
I just made six figures off of StockX, that's my calling now
Paid a thousand for this cut, I need it even all around
I seen this shit go up for you, baby, now it's fallin' down (on God)
Told that bitch I be runnin' my check up
Makin' money, invest in a Tesla (a Tesla)
I don't hear it, lil' bitch oh, you said somethin'?
Oh, you don't got a strap? Better get one
They say, "Tecca, it's you I'ma bet on"
Bet on the gang 'cause he gon' put the set on"
Pullin' up, fishbowl, two-seater with three hoes
I know we on one, in the bank-teller, my bitch a bank-teller
This shit get realer, better keep some real niggas
I been just thinking, my life cannot get bigger
Bitches gettin' badder, I'm a real life winner
I be doing anything to make me a lil' money
Came from off the porch, now I take trips out the country
Niggas think they stuntin'
But we really one of them ones (yeah)
Big bank take lil' bank, I put my life on my funds
Two lil' black boys gettin' rich (rich)
Quarter million on the wrist (ooh)
I can speak for Lil Tecca
When he say his momma happy as shit (you right)
I can speak for Lil Tecca
When he say his homeboys got a stick (you right)
We just hop in that Masi', put some Forgi's on them shits (skrrt)
I can make one call and hear that skrrt sound (skrrt, skrrt)
We gon' clear the scene if there's some birds 'round
Oh, that was your bitch, then why she flirtin' now?
Shake my head, right now, I feel like Sosa 'cause I earned it now
That's just what I heard around (yeah)
What they sayin'? What they said? What they talkin' 'bout?
Canary yellow diamonds look like Waffle House
Air Force 1's, Timberland just to stomp 'em out
Canary diamonds on my wrist look like Waffle House
I know we on one, in the bank-teller, my bitch a bank-teller
This shit get realer, better keep some real niggas
I been just thinking, my life cannot get bigger
Bitches getting badder, I'm a real life winner
I be doing anything to make me a lil' money (yeah)
Came from off the porch, now I take trips out the country
Niggas think they stuntin'
But we really one of them ones (yeha)
Big bank take lil' bank, I put my life on my funds