Lyrical Breakdown of Fucking Up Profits - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Fucking Up Profits" 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 "Fucking Up Profits" 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 bless this beat Get that money out the streets (streets) Rob a nigga trap for no reason (rob the trap) Moonwalkin', shoes bleeding (moonwalkin') Show her a little bit of cash, she'll give it up easy (show her that bag) Uh, that my side chick (that my side) Uh, we fuckin' up profits (fuckin' up profits) Uh, that my side chick Uh, we fuckin' up profits (fuckin' up profits) Get that money out the streets (fuckin' up profits) Rob a nigga trap for no reason (rob the trap) Moonwalkin', shoes bleeding (moonwalkin') Show her a little bit of cash, she'll give it up easy (show her that bag, bag) Uh, that my side chick (that my side) Uh, we fuckin' up profits (fuckin' up profits) Uh, that my side chick Uh, we fuckin' up profits (fuckin' up profits) Coupe outside, nigga, and the guts bloody (bloody) Million dollar watches, nigga, and they all flooded (flooded) Broke nigga, can't stand namin' nigga dirty Unwrap the badge, don't cut it (unwrap it) Gotta make the feds love it (feds love it) Huncho, the team love me (team love me) Sniper, keep drumming (sniper) Spike up the lean for me (spike it) Wrap that dope, Islamic (wrap it) Keep this shit, I'm putting (woo) She want a gangster, she don't want you (gangster) My bitch keep on stuntin' (stuntin') Wake up and get this money (go get it) Pop on 'em, ándale (ándale) Pull up, ándale (ándale) Strike on the dice today (strike) We don't wanna fight today (no fighting) Chopper, gonna buy it today (buy it) Jump inside and ride the wraith (skrr) Whip at a high pace Make sure all the pie safe (skrr) Big stick, big stick poppin' (big sticks) Everybody running, then dropping (ba) Jumpan, bird and an ostrich (brr) Got more bowls than a moshpit (brr) Smoke with the pilot in the cockpit (smoke) Takeoff pull up with rocket Offset pull up with nuisance Real man it, pull up with profit (scale) Get that money out the streets (streets) Rob a nigga trap for no reason (rob the trap) Moonwalkin', shoes bleeding (moonwalkin') Show her a little bit of cash, she'll give it up easy (show her that bag) Uh, that my side chick (that my side) Uh, we fuckin' up profits (fuckin' up profits) Uh, that my side chick Uh, we fuckin' up profits (fuckin' up profits) Offset Hopping out the coupe, rode Vatican (skrrt, skrrt) Err, gon' big done sides, too rich Petty, got the flick mesmerized to fit (Petty) Whole gang bust down, hide yo' bitch (gang gang) Rollin' the AP, the plain Philippe I got some shooters on addys and perkys, they tweaked (adderall, adderall, adderall) Everybody claiming the G.O.A.T. But these niggas the sheep (claiming they G.O.A.T.S, who) All of these bitches is birds, I just want the beak (brr, brr, brr) Just choke, it done froze my nerves, I can't even breathe Carats the diamonds you servin', all on my sleeve (carats, ice) Breathe, splash, water, freeze Clear VVs in the V (clear) We gon' get the pack off these (gon' get the pack off) Whole lotta drip they seas (drip) Watch that bitch, she got fleas in it (watch her) Johnny Dang mouthpiece cheesin' bitch (Johnny Dang) Fuckin' yo bitch, she deep in this (smash) Jumping out the jet, two, three Slam dunk, foldin' on my knee Poppy sittin' on my lean (poppy) Gang chain, water like a sea (gang chain) Hopping out the coupe with the wings (woo) Hurricane Rick, call FEMA (FEMA) Dissolving the perc with codeine (dissolving) I'm sippin' on clean chlorine (mud) Get that money out the streets (streets) Rob a nigga trap for no reason (rob the trap) Moonwalkin', shoes bleeding (moonwalkin') Show her a little bit of cash, she'll give it up easy (show her that bag) Uh, that my side chick (that my side) Uh, we fuckin' up profits (fuckin' up profits) Uh, that my side chick Uh, we fuckin' up profits (fuckin' up profits) Show her a little bit of cash, she'll give it up easy (she'll give it up easy) I had to put on a jacket, my jewelry was freezing (woo, ice) You run up and I give it up, it's not that easy (it's not that easy) I can go and set the gang if I'm really needed (gang if I'm really needed) I told her the pots in the kitchen boilin' is for a reason (the pots is boilin') And then I'll leave thoughts in room recorded 'fore I be leavin' (them thoughts recorded) No smoke, no smoke, these niggas don't want no beef, they beefin' No joke, no joke, no cap, no cap, my wrist is Fiji (water, Fiji, ice) Get that money out the streets (streets) Rob a nigga trap for no reason (rob the trap) Moonwalkin', shoes bleeding (moonwalkin') Show her a little bit of cash, she'll give it up easy (show her that bag) Uh, that my side chick (that my side) Uh, we fuckin' up profits (fuckin' up profits) Uh, that my side chick Uh, we fuckin' up profits (fuckin' up profits, yeah)