Lyrical Breakdown of DN Freestyle - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "DN Freestyle" 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 "DN Freestyle" 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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Ahem, now last time I talked on a song with Boat, uh
Y'all broke ass niggas was hatin'
Only difference this time is
He surpassed all y'all broke ass niggas
Uh, all day I'm rocked up
Plottin' on a bad bitch to come and suck dick
Cook French toast and clean the bathroom
There's piss all on the floor, bitch, go clean it up
Nigga, soakin' sauce, boy, they feenin' up
Every night you pussy niggas dream you us
Yeah, you signed a deal but you ain't seein' us
200k, I coulda bought a Bentley Truck
Seen every pussy nigga at South By, we had to smash on 'em
Niggas say he wanted 2 verses but he was hella trash but he had cash on him
I remember TBT, used to have the CDG, shit was hella fleek
Back when all my thoughts was accurate, in the Acura tryna chase a bill
Now I focus hard on closing deals, that when I sign a bill, I go for 100 mil
Stuck between tryna find friends who want innovation but 'em still kill
Every day a nigga mom's call a nigga up sayin' niggas spend too much
Baby girl, I made more guap than the President did in several months
Fuck my annual taxes, coulda bought some land with several cactus
Just looked up in the mirror and I'm gettin' fat, fuck, it's time to practice
My side bitch from Sacramento didn't suck my dick 'til we hit Saks Fifth
But after that, she went 730
I knew she would from a little birdy
Head so good, got me unsturdy
Givin' free clout to the unworthy
Goggles on like I'm James Worthy
Couldn't get hard, told her lick it, make sure it's still workin'
Goddamn, Boat you hella wild
Turn your mother to a better foul
Bet she wanna fuck me
All this gold got me feelin' lucky
My bitch ride with me like the Bride of Chuckie
Nigga, run up, get done up, flexin' 'til the sun up
Better put your guns up
I wouldn't go head to toe with you niggas unless it's for guap
Pussy boy, get your funds up
18 years old, I made my first million
Now I'm tryna make 100
Bitch, I'm 19
Watch how I Diddy Bop
Yeah, my ice clean
Finesse a lil' bitch right up out them Gucci jeans