Lyrical Breakdown of Kut Like Dat - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Kut Like Dat" 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 "Kut Like Dat" 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.
• 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 Moneybagg Yo's narrative.

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Oh, oh Turn me up YC Styrofoam cup to the dome Styrofoam cup to the head, I'm full of these meds (Oh) Trunk in the front not the back Seats came black but I had redid it red (Oh) Get a bitch, I don't go on no date with her Love her action, so I fornicate with her (Oh) Yeah they say they real but I show em realer All this ice, I can't do nothin but shake shiver Okay, I got this sauce and season, Old Bay Too many racks, Amiris can't take (Oh yeah) Every other day, the money inflate (Poof) In here with seven bitches, four-trey (Roll) All white Lambo truck, Colgate (Cheese) Everything I do I kill it, closed case (Uh) She say she need a quarantine bae (Now) Sent her a flight to meet a one way Hop out the Aston then hopped in the Wraith I got bored with the Wraith and then gave it away One hunnid racks for the brand new Corvette It take off like a jet, boy, you don't wanna race Fuck what you talking 'bout, fuck what you say (Bitch) Let's go to war, I got paper to play (Haha) Break out the racks, she gon' bite on the bait Eat up da drip (Woah), swallow the taste (Oh yeah) I go cray-cray with them band-aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh) All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh) I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut) I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut) I go cray-cray with them band-aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh) All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh) I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut) I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut) Yeah Bloodshed he dead Flee the scene, yellow tape, code red (Code red) That's how we ride when we slide (Skrr) Put 'em on the news, yeah each time (Each time) She want me to give her free time (Free time) So I gave that bitch the peace sign I cannot vibe with you, ooh (Nah, nah) I cannot vibe with you (Oh, oh) Juice all in my cup, I done snuck and poured me a line or two (Oh, oh) Big bread, gang chain on my chest, that bitch blindin' you (Oh, oh) All the opps dyin' everytime, man, we ain't got none but a few (None but a brrr) I'm just gon' buy that bitch a pair of heels and tell her go do what she do (Go do what you do) I used to hit school for the hoes (Yeah) Then I, leave the school sell a boat (Yeah) They say they comin' out the South with it (Skrr) I told her meet me at the Cinco (Go) I got this Glock on me, gen four (Four) Go on play killer like I ain't gon' blow (Blow) Push the shit to the dashboard (Boom) Pick his brains off the floor (Woah, woah) I go cray-cray with them band-aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh) All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh) I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut) I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut) I go cray-cray with them band-aids, bitch I'm cut like that (Oh) All white Lambo like marshmallow, she got one to match (Oh) I put my bitches on bitches 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, I'm cut) I put my niggas on bidness 'cause I'm cut like that (Oh, oh, cut)