Lyrical Breakdown of BOOM! - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "BOOM!" 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 "BOOM!" 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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30, you a fool for this one (Hol' up) Mhm I finally realized why you niggas hatin' Niggas ain't gettin' no money, man 'Cause when you ain't gettin' no money, you know what I'm sayin' You know what I'm sayin', stressed out, you know what I'm sayin' Stressed out when you gettin' no money Real stresses over here, niggas is stressed for real Yup, aye, yup, aye, yup, aye Yup, yup, yup, yup Yup, yup, yup, yup Yup, yup, yup, yup Yup, yup, yup, yup And that lil' car, it go fast (fast) And that lil' car, it go zoom (zoom) That lil' bitch got a fat ass, (ass) Took that lil' bitch to the room (whoo) My niggas walked in with sticks (sticks), My niggas walked in with All you gon' hear is a boom (boom) Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (damn) Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (grr) Don't give a fuck 'bout your clique, uh Y'all can get hit with the boom (boom) Don't give a fuck 'bout the bitch, uh Give her the dick, then I zoom (skrr) I'm like whoops (huh) I might pull off in a coupe (huh) Nigga better not talk about my chain Blow that bitch up like a nuke (huh) I do this shit for my momma, My momma told me don't forget about my roots (huh) I'm just counting my commas, Talk down I'mma stomp that boy outta my boots (huh) Hop in the whip, and go vroom Nigga talk down I go boom I won't even break a sweat I'ma just call up my goons Get yo' ass gone for the low My shooters gon' ride to the moon Then I'mma fuck on ya ho Take that bitch back to the room (aye) I'ma shoot shots if you talk down on my name I don't miss shots, but my choppa got aim Old money, but I don't walk with a cane VVS diamonds, just talk to my chain Y'all [?] again, I got the frame Fuck my old whip, had to cop me a Range She don't fuck with me right now, but as soon as I drive Guarantee she gon' fly for the fame And that lil' car, it go fast (fast) And that lil' car, it go zoom (zoom) That lil' bitch got a fat ass (ass), took that lil' bitch to the room (whoo) My niggas walked in with sticks (sticks), My niggas walked in with brooms (brooms) Try to take one of my chains (chains), All you gon' hear is a boom Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (damn) Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (grr) Don't give a fuck 'bout your clique, uh Y'all can get hit with the boom (boom) Don't give a fuck 'bout the bitch, uh Give her the dick, then I zoom (skrr) Droppin' row (ooh, ooh) Death row (ooh) I bought this country for twenty Gave her that dick, now she love me (ooh) Gave her that dick, now she love me Lean in the glass, like it's bubbly (huh) These niggas hate that I'm rich These niggas hate on my bitch (fuck it) Fuck with that fuck up (damn) Fuck, then I dip, 'cause she stuck up (ooh) Cryin' hands up like a sticker (yeah) Hit the flicka da wrist, huh Bank on Lemony Snicket (ooh) Ice on my neck, cost a ticket (ooh) Your career rocky like ridges (ooh) Test me, you gon' need some stitches That goes for any of you bitches (lil boat) Chopsticks (ooh) Nigga, get beat up in the moshpits (yeah) Leave a nigga lumpy, like cheese grits (yeah) Dick 'bout long as 4 fish sticks (ooh) Middle finger to a cop Racist pig that can suck on my cock Big rocks all inside of my watch That's not a Rolex, my nigga that's Swatch And that lil' car, it go fast (yeah) And that lil' car, it go zoom (skrr) That lil' bitch got a fat ass (ass), Took that lil' bitch to the room (skr) My niggas walked in with sticks (sticks) My niggas walked in with brooms (skrr) Try to take one of my chains, all you gon' hear is a boom Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Don't give a fuck 'bout your clique, uh (skrr) Y'all can get hit with the boom (skrr) Don't give a fuck 'bout the bitch (skrr) Give her the dick, then I zoom (skrr) Skrr, skrr, skrr Skrr, skrr