Lyrical Breakdown of FYI (Know Now) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "FYI (Know Now)" 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 "FYI (Know Now)" 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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I'mma fuck his moms just because
I been doin' shit that these niggas wish they could
I been hittin' licks, hittin' licks, hittin' drugs
Way back before, nigga, I thought you'd know
Yeah, pussy nigga, I thought you knew
Yeah, pussy nigga, I thought you knew
Yeah, pussy nigga, I thought you knew
If you ain't know then, you know now
Uh, real roadrunner, baby
Ten chains, real gold, look like a forty baby
Can't no nigga tell me shit 'cause I been on it lately
Can't no nigga tell me shit 'cause bitch, I'm poppin'
Saint Laurent jeans, these ain't no Robins
Who these fuck niggas think they clockin'?
Who these fuck niggas think they robbin'?
Not me, no, not me
Iced out my wrist, yeah, it's for a hobby
All these niggas hoes, get them from beside me
Bitch, I am a pro, ball like Dennis Rodman
Oh, oh, all my hoes say Lil' Boat so cocky
I was born with the sauce, that shit in my IV
I be yes
I'mma fuck his moms just because (Lil' boat)
I been doin' shit that these niggas wish they could
I been hittin' licks, hittin' licks, hittin' drugs
Way back before, nigga, I thought you'd know
Yeah, pussy nigga, I thought you knew
Yeah, pussy nigga, I thought you knew
Yeah, pussy nigga, I thought you knew
If you ain't know then, you know now
Ain't gay but I love Ben Franklins (tell 'em)
I have stopped givin' a fuck 'bout what them fucks thinkin' (tell 'em)
First year in the game and I'm in the rankings
What's your bank statements? What's your bank statements?
I'm so rich every time I clay with word pavement
I'm so up, all the birds know what's up with me
Who would have thought Lil' Boat wasn't up with how the ducks on me
I know them folks on me, I know them folks on me
I'ma always win 'cause Lil' Boat keep the coach wetter
My bitch a cowgirl, man, she always keep them coats with her
She keep that coat with her, I saw her coke, she got a Coke figure
Nautica boat boy, I don't wear Hilfiger, no
I'mma fuck his moms just because
I been doin' shit that these niggas wish they could
I been hittin' licks, hittin' licks, hittin' drugs
Way back before, nigga, I thought you'd know
Yeah, pussy nigga, I thought you knew
Yeah, pussy nigga, I thought you knew
Yeah, pussy nigga, I thought you knew
If you ain't know then, you know now