Lyrical Breakdown of Call Casting - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Call Casting" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Migos weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Call Casting" 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 Migos 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 Migos's narrative.

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Buddah blessed this beat Yeah, trap shit No, no, no, no, no, no Up early in the morning, trapping (trap, trap) You can get 'em while you asking (ask) How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax) I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion) I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need to call casting (yeah) Act (Act) Put the backends in the back (back) Draco on me, it's attached (attached) Name a nigga with the pack (pack) Name a nigga with the sack (sack) I love my Glock, I got the MAC (MAC) She eat the molly like a snack (eat it up) This gold on my neck a plaque (plaque) Bando Shane's Rib Shack (eat it up) Rob the plug if you tax (tax) Sip the lean and relax (drink it up) Park the Lamb in the back (skrt, skrt) Big dog, you a cat (cat) Rich in the matte black (skrt, skrt) Twenty hoes to be exact (yeah) I need ten, that's a dime Want a nickel, that's a five One to fly, one to slide One to glide, ain't got time Poured a thirty on my nine For a nigga out of line Mama cryin', niggas dyin' Wonder why I done grip the fire, yeah Up early in the morning, trapping (trap, trap) You can get 'em while you asking (ask) How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax) I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion) I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need to call casting (yeah) Brrrt (skrt skrt skrt skrt) burrr, pot Niggas tried to send the thot That's the only way to plot Klay Thomp, corner shot (brrr) Eight-ball, corner pocket (ay) White boys in the game (white) Call 'em Andy Milonakis (yeah) He won't hesitate to shoot 'em (shoot) Private jet to Bermuda (woo) I knew I been had sauce (who) 'Cause I was fuckin' on my tutor (who) Truck backin' up the dooley A hundred pounds out the cooler Came from a Cup O' Noodles I fucked the game, Karma Sutra I got M's on my mind I got boulders in my time Put a model bitch on coco Told her read between the lines (coco) J's out there snitchin', yeah Heard it through the vine (J's) Packin' up the kitchen Think I ran out of time, yeah Up early in the morning, trapping (trap, trap) You can get 'em while you asking (ask) How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax) I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion) I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need to call casting (yeah) Woo woo woo woo woo, packs I paid the ticket, get you whacked (brrr) I chop the brick with the axe (hey) The cookie smellin' like a casket (cookie) I'm sellin' crack in my Raf's (crack) Put the addy in the nav (addy) He steady poppin', know it's cap (cap) I hit the jungle then adapt 30 thousand on the couch (30 bars) All my bitches from an app (app) Instagram and the Snap (Snap) I bet a hundred on the craps (crap) I'm good on shawty, do without She fucking niggas for the check (check) I'mma only get the mouth Hop out a Lambo, crossover on a bitch I poured a four, Actavis Walk in Goyard, got a bag for my bitch Won't get a kiss 'cause I know you suck dick Spent you hundred, Philippe on your wrist (Patek) Twenty-five pointers, one fist (points) Twenty-five bitches on list (twenty-five) Kill ten, rubber band grip (brrr) Up early in the morning, trapping (trap, trap) You can get 'em while you asking (ask) How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax) I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion) I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need to call casting (yeah)