Lyrical Breakdown of Solid - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Solid" 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 "Solid" 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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(Damn Trgc, you made that?) (Ayy, Woods, light that shit up) Solid ass nigga, solid to the bones, bones, bones Niggas switchin' up, but that ain't what we on, on, on Time to disconnect, gotta turn off my phone, phone, phone Never catch me lackin', steady slangin' chrome, chrome, chrome Say he want some smoke, okay, cool, bring a bone If I make a move, I can't do nothin' wrong Vibin' with my tool and I will get you gone Ridin' with that sack, can't fumble Pat Mahomes Ridin' with my doggy and that's right or wrong Right or wrong, right or wrong If we can't catch that boy, we gon' hit close to home Close to home, close to home Solid ass nigga, solid to the bones (yeah-yeah), bones, bones (yeah-yeah) Niggas switchin' up, but that ain't what we on (on), on (on), on (yeah-yeah) Time to disconnect, gotta turn off my phone (brrt), phone, phone (yeah-yeah) Never catch me lackin', steady slangin' chrome (yeah-yeah), chrome (oh), chrome (yeah-yeah) Say he want some smoke, okay, cool, bring a bone Your ho takin' shots, she like to pour up, yeah So much on my mind, I'm movin' slow, ayy Push her to the side, 'cause she choosing sides And the way I shine, I, leave a nigga blind And she changing, time moves, and it's damaging But can you heal the pain? Hey (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) Solid ass nigga, solid to the bones (yeah-yeah), bones, bones (yeah-yeah) Niggas switchin' up, but that ain't what we on (on), on (on), on (yeah-yeah) Time to disconnect, gotta turn off my phone (brrt), phone, phone (yeah-yeah) Never catch me lackin', steady slangin' chrome (yeah-yeah), chrome (oh), chrome (yeah-yeah) Say he want some smoke, okay, cool, bring a bone (hey, whoa-oh)