Lyrical Breakdown of Who Want The Smoke? - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Who Want The Smoke?" 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 "Who Want The Smoke?" 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 fuck with this shit, man Ha Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! Word! Hotboxin' in the whip (in the whip) I don't even smoke (smoke though) But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt) Pull up if it's smoke (huh?) With them big rocks up in her ear (word) Chandelier (chandelier), can you hear? (huh?) Who that there? Who want the smoke? (the smoke) Who want the smoke? (word) Who want the Who want the (word) Who want the smoke? (word, word) Who want the smoke? (who? yeah) Who want the smoke? (who? yeah, yeah, yeah) Who want the Who want the (Bardi!) Who want the smoke? (Ayy) I-I-I hear shots comin' on the low from hoes I'm higher than This attention is so flattering 'cause they're admiring Don't know what's on their mind, but it should be retirement Get the AARP or this AR get to firing (blat) They don't want smoke with me (no) The diamonds is chokin' me, their pussy need potpourri These bitches is 0-3 And there ain't a lower league, all in my ovaries The fur on my shoulder mink Tell me what Hov would think I get the money, I am the king of New York And I rock a sew-in weave (woo, woo, woo, woo) I run it, I run it, I relay the win They talkin', they talkin', I'm takin' it in I did not come here to make any friends Who buried the bridge and aren't makin' amends (ah!) They don't want none, I'll say it again (yee!) They don't want none, I pray for their sins (hah) Hotboxin' in the whip (in the whip) I don't even smoke (smoke though) But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt) Pull up if it's smoke (huh?) With them big rocks up in her ear (word) Chandelier (chandelier), can you hear? (huh?) Who that there? Who want the smoke? (The smoke, who?) Who want the smoke? (Bardi! word) Who want the Who want the Who want the smoke? (Word, word, word, b-b-b-blat) Who want the smoke? (Yeah, who?) Who want the smoke? (Bardi! Yeah, yeah, yeah) Who want the Who want the Who want the smoke? (Ayy) Is you fuckin'? (Yeah) Baby girl I need to know (who?) Who finna run get the rubbers from the store? (Who there?) Bitch so damn wet, drippin' on my marble floor (drip, drip, drip) Never not strapped, in my city, on my foe Pull up in a two-seater (yeah) in a wife-beater With my bro, he be bangin' like a car speaker All black, late night like the Grim Reaper Wrist in the air, turned the club to a new freezer (ice!) Who want the smoke? (the smoke) Who want the smoke? (word) Who want the Who want the- (brr! word) Who want the smoke? (brr-brr! word, word) Who want the smoke? (who? yeah) Who want the smoke? (whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo! Yeah, yeah, yeah) Who want the Who want the Who want the smoke? (Offset!) Glock 40 in my coat My bitch keep fire in the Chanel tote (fire, fire) Suffocate him, hang him by the rope Hot potato, bullet, let it go (brrt, brrt, brrt) The .44 put him in a yolk (.44) Pull up in the store, look like he seen a ghost And I got the kilo coming on the boat (kilo) We gon' move it fast, vamanos, vamanos (vamanos) Niggas talkin' foul on the d-low (foul) Fuck it I'm standing at the line, shoot a free throw Medical, I sip a couple lines of fineto Impeccable, the Richard Mille line, man It's see-through (impeccable) Who want the smoke? Wet him up, humble up Seen the Ghost and they know, got a scope and I hope That they pull up to the spot with the ho Get smoked with the pole in the middle of the store (smoke) The SIG pulled out, nigga had a stroke Coolant at them niggas, shawty, I don't know Choppa made that bitch (bah), ain't nowhere to go Throw him off the boat (die), in the river, float (float) 30 round clip in this clip clear (clear) I'm in the Wraith so I'm lookin' at the rear mirror (mirror) Free jit, we ain't goin' for that shit, period (free jit) Red dots on their pussy, niggas on their period (hey, hey)