Lyrical Breakdown of Oh F**k - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Oh F**k" 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 "Oh F**k" 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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Oh fuck (Oh fuck), load up (Load it up)
I just fucked a thot and I was sober (Uh uh uh)
Just copped another toy, she like grow up (Grow up)
Told her it's room to make a porno in this Rolls truck (Lot of space)
Ran my money up, why the fuck your hands out
All my niggas with me now, how I leave you assed out
This bitch need her rent paid, son need some new J's
Niggas call from jail who I ain't heard from in decades (What?)
These niggas be killin' me (How?),
actin' like they helpin' me (What else?)
These bitches be feelin' me (How?), runnin' 'round reppin' me (Bagg)
Heard you think we fallin' off, you 'posed to have faith in me
Worried 'bout these rappers like
they stand a chance replacing me (Who?)
Pour the Sprite, (what you call it) dirty nights (Dirty nights)
800 a seat I paid for 30 flights (To Dubai)
Only get one chance, do that murder right (Do it right)
Go by yourself, hit the switch,
turn off his lights (Take off the meter)
Get high till my head nod (Uh), Off-White drippin' eggnog
Big red Wraith, I'm Santa Claus (Skrt)
Streets on lock, I'm federal
I know the odds against me (I know that),
diamonds on wet you can rinse me (Squidgy)
I told her go pick it up then drop it
off she like why would you risk me (Ha!)
I'm fucked up, I can't take me (How?)
Dude baby mama trynna rape me (Molestin' me)
Draco hold big monkey nuts, you must thought that you could ape me
(What was you thinkin'?)
All of my niggas they heathens, shoot up your shit for no reason
(Brr, Too bangin')
Smokin' the kush fightin' demons, gold on me yellow beezy
(On me baby)
Hit em up, make him hold his chest
that's the pledge of allegiance (Pledge)
I had to flee out the region, fly to Miami change up the season
They ain't straight (SRT)
They ain't safe (Safe)
Fuckin bitches left to right, I play patty cake (Baker man)
Doors on that auto open handicap (Cripple crutch)
Already beat the odds I made it out the trap
(All odds against me)