Lyrical Breakdown of Like That (feat. Tru Dexter) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Like That (feat. Tru Dexter)" 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 "Like That (feat. Tru Dexter)" 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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Like That MoneyBagg Yo Real spit, hundred K my wrist, look how this bitch glist Fucked your bitch, she got nut all on my one of one outfit In a Bent' with two sticks on me, I ain't talkin' 'bout twigs AK, Draco, AR-15, I ain't talkin' bout vents I was fucked up and I woke up popping shit on the A-list My advice to local rappers, make a hit before a diss Got a nigga but be thirsty, she say I got better dick Got on a pill, got me open, now I'm playing with her clit Pass the rock to my hitters, switch, Bagg with assist Slam dunk, left 'em slumped, left his body with that stick Underrated, motivated, got me chasing after millions I showed grandma my first check, she passed out like Wendy Williams Pockets on fat fat (what's that?) How did they get like that? (I don't know) 'Cause I got shows all over the globe, that's how they got like that Louis V knapsack (ayy what's that?) What can you fit in that? (I don't know) A pound of that smoke, an Actavis four, yeah get high like that Fighting off hoes, drip on my clothes, yeah I get fly like that You better not try like that, ooh you might die like that You won't get by like that, my niggas gon' ride like that She feeling my vibe like that, like that, like that I got the nigga open and that's why he sound like that If you miss me baby show, just don't say goodbye like that What I got on cost me a token, he like how I get fly like that Gotta watch how you approach me, that's how niggas die like that I pop a pill, he bust a seal, and you know we get high like that Ask what's the deal, he wanna chill, and that's how shit get wild like that And we just vibe like that, we keep shit quiet like that Except for when we fuck and I get loud, look in his eyes like that Pockets on fat fat (what's that?) How did they get like that? (I don't know) 'Cause I got shows all over the globe, that's how they got like that Louis V knapsack (ayy what's that?) What can you fit in that? (I don't know) A pound of that smoke, an Actavis four, yeah get high like that Fighting off hoes, drip on my clothes, yeah I get fly like that You better not try like that, ooh you might die like that You won't get by like that, my niggas gon' ride like that She feeling my vibe like that, like that, like that