Lyrical Breakdown of They Lookin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "They Lookin" 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 "They Lookin" 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 see him lookin, she lookin I see them lookin, they lookin I see her lookin, he lookin All the hoes lookin at Yachty I see her lookin, he lookin I see him lookin, hate lookin I see her lookin, she lookin All them boys wanna be Yachty All them boys wannabe yachty I kick like karate my ice is on freeze 24 karat the gold on my mouth It's so shiny that shit look like cheese Before she suck me and fuck me everytime I swear to god she sayin please I put that bitch on her knees Shout out my nigga Dior Christian Dior on my back When I'm fuckin these hoes I got gas in my pores Lil boat I'm runnin for mayor Flex with the chop in Decatur I fuck her now fuck her later Young nigga crispy like tatters You a fry I'm a potato You my son like you steve nash I see him lookin, she lookin I see them lookin, they lookin I see her lookin, he lookin All the hoes lookin at Yachty I see her lookin, he lookin I see him lookin, hate lookin I see him lookin, he lookin All them boys wanna be Yachty Been had the braids in my head Bitch they used to be black They was callin me Rocky So I went and dyed em red Red dot to his head And its still fuck the feds Rick Owens on my legs Tatted my arms and my body Cool at the crib with the shotty If a nigga want to try me Shit on that boy like a potty Lil boat I'm a hot commodity I take a piss on yo property I give a fuck if you rock with me I run the youth ain't no stoppin me Post on the block with my Glock on me And I count up like the clock on me I see him lookin, she lookin I see them lookin, they lookin I see her lookin, he lookin All the hoes lookin at Yachty I see her lookin, he lookin I see him lookin, hate lookin I see him lookin, he lookin All them boys wanna be Yachty