Lyrical Breakdown of Scorin' (feat. Offset) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Scorin' (feat. Offset)" 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 "Scorin' (feat. Offset)" 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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Playboi Carti] Who that scorin'? Yeah Who that scorin' Pull up in a foreign, scorin' Scorin', yeah, yeah I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I feel like Herc Movin' them bird, what you done heard? I'ma big ball, I'ma big ball Breitling my arm, 40 I'm on Coke, she blow like bombs, yeah Y'all tried, too calm, uh, tats on my arm, yeah 2900 blastin' at your stomach At your stomach, how you comin' What you ate for breakfast? 20 racks and blessin', bitch it's swag school Teach you niggas lessons, teach you lessons Bitch it's swag school Lean and gas for breakfast Bitch for breakfast, bitch for breakfast, yeah 30 on my necklace On my necklace, on my necklace, yeah Tatted on my neck, tatted on my neck, bitch Bad bitch with a fetish, bag it up and sell it Count it up and mail it, count it up and mail it, yeah Bag it up, yeah, count it up and mail it Pull up in a foreign Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple fuckin' foreigns And my niggas in my foreigns Bad bitch and she... Bad bitch is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm scorin' Who that boy scorin'? Yeah Pull up in a foreign, yeah Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple fuckin' foreigns And my niggas in my foreigns, yeah Bad bitch is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that nigga, yeah Who that nigga scorin'? Bitch I'm ballin', who that scorin'? I'm in the game and I score I'm in the Lamb' with a whore, skrrt I paid a check for your head Put that shit on my lil' boy Money dirty like a hoarder, yeah Diamond VVS' water, yeah Fuck the bitch and then record her, yeah Golden bangle diamond Cartier Gold bottle for a gold model Full throttle, chopper fully auto Poppin' perkys like it's no tomorrow Somebody died, I don't know 'bout it Matchin' lake, froze at the gate Smoke with me, hyperventilate Money comin' every which-a-way The bando lookin' like a Chik-fil-a Bentley curtain, Bentley Spur Sippin' drank got my vision blurred Alexander Queen Fendi fur Bad bitches in the miniskirts Bow down Old niggas on the countdown (3, 2, 1) Draco knock a cow down Guns like we in the wild wild, bow Pull up in a foreign, yeah Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple fuckin' foreigns And my niggas in my foreigns, yeah Bad bitch is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that nigga, yeah Who that nigga scorin'? Bitch I'm ballin', who that scorin'? Boy I pull up in a foreign, yeah Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple fuckin' foreigns, yeah My niggas in my foreigns, yeah Bad bitch is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that nigga, yeah Who that nigga scorin'? Yeah Ballin', ballin', ballin' Ballin', ballin', who that scorin'? Yeah Shout out to my plug That's my nigga, yeah he scorin', yeah What up my nigga? I'ma be one up He scorin', yeah Bet a niggga, yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch we scorin', yeah Ran up a check on a nigga Bitch I started at the bottom, I'm that nigga I told that ho gon' and swallow, I'm that nigga Ho gon' swallow, for the squad Bitch I pull up in a foreign Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple fuckin' foreigns And my niggas in a foreign Bad bitch, bad bitch And she is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that nigga, yeah Who that nigga scorin'? Yeah Pull up in a foreign, yeah Pourin' in my foreign Got a couple bad foreigns And my niggas in my foreigns, yeah Bad bitch, bad bitch, and she is scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that nigga, yeah Who that nigga scorin'? Yeah Who that nigga scorin' on? Who that nigga scorin' on? I'm that nigga, scorin' Reggie Miller, I'm that nigga Who that nigga scorin'?