Lyrical Breakdown of Stunt Double - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Stunt Double" 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 "Stunt Double" 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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(Ooh, Sav killed it) slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I gotta get me a crib out here in Detroit, for real (you do)
Put that teeny-eeny-beeny little watch away
Somebody pass me a cup, feelin' parched today
Would've thought we was in summer, how my steppas had marched today
This bitch don't fuck me the same, think she gave her arch away
Certified rack runner, I'm a stack doubler
Used to fuck so many hoes, needed a stunt double
Lock safe filled up with gold metals
On the pegs while my brother used to push the pedal
That's how we got around
Used to clean up for my own food, we had to buss it down
Now I buss a hundred pack (I do)
Bitch fucked me so wack, I want my number back
Slingin' wood in her ass feelin' like a lumberjack
Got a private FN, guess what's up under that (thirty)
She in love with my durag like Thundercat
Put that teeny-eeny-beeny little watch away
Somebody pass me a cup, feelin' parched today
Would've thought we was in summer, how my steppas had marched today
This bitch don't fuck me the same, think she gave her arch away
Certified rack runner, I'm a stack doubler
Used to fuck so many hoes, needed a stunt double
Lock safe filled up with gold metals
On the pegs while my brother used to push the pedal
When I was young used to drop shit, now I'm doin' better
My bitch know I'm half way rich, she let me do whatever
I'll hit you with twenty pounds if you move it quicker
I got a clip in the PLR longer than a school semester
Me and Mikey slid on some niggas out a blue Tesla
Dog took off runnin' got away, but I let Scoob catch him
What the fuck is that, a 36 DateJust?
Every nigga in the clique got two watches, know they hate us
Put that teeny-eeny-beeny little watch away
Somebody pass me a cup, feelin' parched today
Would've thought we was in summer, how my steppas had marched today
This bitch don't fuck me the same, think she gave her arch away
Certified rack runner, I'm a stack doubler
Used to fuck so many hoes, needed a stunt double
Lock safe filled up with gold metals
On the pegs while my brother used to push the pedal