Lyrical Breakdown of CRANK - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "CRANK" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Playboi Carti weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "CRANK" 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 Playboi Carti 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 Playboi Carti's narrative.
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Uh, back in the day, huh-huh (ha, ha, ha, ha), we used to play, uh-huh
Now we so older, my bitches are older (Swamp Izzo)
Drivin' the cold blow (ha, ha, ha)
My bitches are pop, ooh, my vibes are top floors
I leave her, she slam doors
Closed casket, whoa-whoa, big bank, jumbo
Look how fast, look at my dash, fuck up the turbo (let's go, let's go, let's go)
AP glass, they send me a bag and I went to Soho
Ice on my wrist, I got a rich ho
She blowin' minds, this ho a lil' freak ho
I told a ho, "Slow it up 'cause you got a free throw"
Free throw (Swamp), free throw (Swamp)
Free throw (Swamp), free throw (Swamp Izzo)
Free throw, free throw (ah)
Free throw
I'm tryna see where you went at (ha), I'm tryna see if you winnin' (ha)
How you tryna fuck up the money (ha, ha), and still ask a nigga for pennies?
I cook on you hos like Beni', every day, I'm off limits (yes, sir)
Double O, YV bidness, drank all in my kidneys (Swamp)
I'm sorry that I caught you, bitch, you already know I go lookin' for shit (Swamp)
I'm richer than all my opps (ha), that's a big plot twist (ha)
I'm prayin' for all of my opps while I'm hawkin' for my next bitch (ha, ha)
Oh, you prayin' for them motherfuckers now, Carti? Yeah, they got a death wish
Yeah, he gotta go, bitch (ah), and I know he know this (ah)
They said they seen him run out the club, bitch, and I was late to notice (ah)
That double-O five sittin' on my back, bitch, it ain't hard to notice
If I seen that pussy alive, eat him alive, I'm focused
Alive, alive, alive, alive
She want the check before the neck, respect (ah)
She want the check before the neck, respect (ah)
Free throw (Swamp), free throw (Swamp)
Free throw (Swamp), free throw (Swamp Izzo)
Free throw, free throw
Free throw, free throw