Lyrical Breakdown of Federal Fed - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Federal Fed" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Moneybagg Yo weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Federal Fed" 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 Moneybagg Yo employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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DMac, pop your shit
DMac, pop your shit, yeah
Go
I be goin' federal, fed
Might pop me a med, then burn up a head (Woo)
He know he not 'bout that life
It's fuck that lil' nigga, and I meant what I said (Murder)
I put that dick in her life
Tell her some lies, then fuck up her head (Woah, woah)
I want that Actavis
They say they out of that purple
I'm sippin' on red (Cup full of Hi-Tech)
I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Rollin')
I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Ugh)
She eat the dick and clean it when she through (Freak)
I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Dry)
I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Smash)
She eat the dick and clean it when she through
I put it on, no stylist can dress me
Got some hitters and they take my direction
Left, right, right, left, they steppin'
Knock a nigga block off, Tetris
She eat it up, and clean it when she done
Tussinex, Pikachu, Pokémon (Woah)
I'm on yellow-yellow by the ton
I go federal, fed, ex-con
We got the 'bows, same number LeBron
If I don't know him, I'm charging him Kobe
I'm riding around with the FN loaded (Now)
I'm my security, that's why I tote it
Soon as she met me, requested a Rollie
Can't even give her a Chuck E. Cheese token
Blowing my high, leave me 'lone when I'm doping
Throwing me off, look, baby, keep focused (Go)
Ice cream, they gon' push up (Bah)
Turn his brains to a fruit cup (Fuck him)
Made the news, now you juiced up (Famous)
I'm paid in full, not a poo-putt (Mitch)
I don't even care what they doin', I'm winnin' (I don't care)
Carousel with the bag, I'm spendin' (I blew it)
Eat the dick with two hands, she twist it
Bring me the mouth when I miss it (Ugh)
I be goin' federal, fed
Might pop me a med, then burn up a head (Woo)
He know he not 'bout that life
It's fuck that lil' nigga, and I meant what I said (Murder)
I put that dick in her life
Tell her some lies, then fuck up her head (Woah, woah)
I want that Actavis
They say they out of that purple
I'm sippin' on red (Cup full of Hi-Tech)
I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Rollin')
I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Ugh)
She eat the dick and clean it when she through (Freak)
I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Dry)
I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Smash)
She eat the dick and clean it when she through
Beverly Hills, Rodeo Drive
Balling in Louis, like NBA Live
My young nigga, he was with me today
He just beat his case, on three homicides (Murder)
It look like a dealership when I slide (Like a dealership)
Rolls's and Lambs poppin' outside
Hi-Tech ready, poured it by the pint (Hi-Tech)
I fired up a blunt standing in the bank (Wo)
You know you not 'bout that life
You wasn't selling that white
You wasn't toting that pipe (Cook it up, cook it up)
I had to PJ the flight, I had bales on the flight
I'ma touch down tonight (Give it up, give it up)
I'm with them body snatchers, yeah
Them kidnappin' niggas who put you on ice (Woo)
I did it by mistake
It wasn't on purpose, end up fucking your wife (Woah, woah)
She was choosin' up, and it was on sight
Had her ridin' on me like a motorbike
Had her cleaning head like a wet wipe
I was on the red, higher than a kite
Pulled up in the hood in a helicopter
I'm a hood nigga, making top dollar (Future)
Made a lot of money, bought a lot of choppers (Pluto)
I'm a top shotta (Woo)
I be goin' federal, fed
Might pop me a med, then burn up a head (Woo)
He know he not 'bout that life
It's fuck that lil' nigga, and I meant what I said (Murder)
I put that dick in her life
Tell her some lies, then fuck up her head (Woah, woah)
I want that Actavis
They say they out of that purple
I'm sippin' on red (Cup full of Hi-Tech)
I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Rollin')
I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Ugh)
She eat the dick and clean it when she through (Freak)
I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Dry)
I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Smash)
She eat the dick and clean it when she through (Ugh, ugh)