Lyrical Breakdown of Trap - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Trap" 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 "Trap" 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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Yo, Pi'erre, let's take them boys to school
(Yo, yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
I was in the classroom sellin' boof (Beep)
I was in the classroom smokin' boof
In the bathroom fuckin' on his boo
Yo, Pi'erre, let's take them boys to school
Yo, Pi'erre, let's take them boys to school
Yo, Pi'erre, let's give them boys the tool
I was in the bathroom sellin' boof
I was in the classroom sellin' boof
I was in the bathroom sellin' boof
Yo, Pi'erre, let's take them boys to school
Yo, Pi'erre, let's take them boys to school
Yo, Pi'erre, let's take them boys to school
I was in the classroom smokin' boof
I was in the classroom sellin' boof
In the bathroom fuckin' on his fool
In the bathroom countin' up the loot
Diamonds on me shinin', look like Froot Loop
Yo, Pi'erre, let's take them boys to school
I was in the classroom sellin' boof
In the classroom smokin' boof
Fuck that bitch one night, I told that bitch she had to get the boot
In the classroom selling boof (Fuck it up)
Told my teacher he ain't shit 'cause Carti came up counting loot (Cash)
Suck my dick, you a suckin' bih
Suckin' dick, like a fuckin tick
I don't need no stylist, bitch I'm fresh as shit (Fresh as shit)
Look at that nigga, he got a hella clip (Hella clip)
Hit that lil' boy with the fuckin' stick
Hol' up bitch, kicks now leanin' on some CELINE shit
A$AP, 2900 shit (Double up)
007, hit yo' stomach quick (Hold on)
Hold on, pourin' up the four, I'm feelin' fuckin' sick
Hold on, bitches tryna fuck on the fuckin' clique
Pi'erre on the beat, so you know Carti had to slap this shit (Yo, Pi'erre)
I was in the classroom smokin' boof
I was in the classroom sellin' boof
Then I hit the boof, then I hit the boof
Spit that shit, I keep it true
Yo, Pi'erre, all these bitches stare, when I'm everywhere
Oh goddamn, when I'm in the car, I look like a star
Movin' what? Movin' out the Wock, boy I sip that Wock
I'm a Wock’ star, I'm a popstar
Hit the lil' nigga in the opp car, NASCAR
In the classroom sellin' what?
In the classroom she tryna suck on the tool
In the classroom she tryna give young Carti tool
Suckin' on my dick like she ain't got no tooth (Oh Pi'erre)
I was in the classroom smokin' boof
I was in the bathroom fuckin' swoops
Smokin' on this boof, smokin' on the boof
Diamonds on me lookin' like some fuckin' loops
Yo Pi'erre