Lyrical Breakdown of Snitching - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Snitching" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Pop Smoke weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Snitching" 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 Pop Smoke 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 Pop Smoke's narrative.

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So, you got the job doing what? Bro, I get paid to snitch now, nigga It's really classified, I can't really talk about this shit, my nigga Oh, my God Only reason I'm tellin you this, 'cause you my boy But don't fuck with me, you see what I did to Roger You seen what I did to Roger 40 years He had 40 years? 40 years, bitch, you don't wanna sign that plea 40 years Damn Don't fuck with me Self assured Buddah blessed this beat Yeah, Huncho Look at my status No, I'm not braggin', I'm not average My bitch want a Patek I bought her a whip and I told her to stop naggin' Too much jewelry, my diamonds is blastin' I bought it back in The club is packed in Step in your city we goin' in Drop the top, let's blow the wind Fuck the cops, we goin' big Niggas out here hate the kid 'Cause I'm runnin' up when supposed to be dead, uh Bitch, I'm a player Nigga we're trappin', and checkin' the mail, yeah Look at my layers, designer my jacket, I'm handin' out bills, yeah These niggas dead, soon as I said it, they wanna go tell, yeah The way that you playin', niggas out here workin' with 12 Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Snitchin', snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh, damn They workin', they clockin', they watchin' No stoppin, no options, we ballin', we poppin' We goin', let's go get money, get mo' for sure I got it, and there's plenty mo' on the boat Nigga we came from the bottom Yes, it's time for the boss to toast Me and the dog got collars We puttin' diamonds on top of the chokers (ice) Fuck nigga, come in the lane We droppin' him off like a floater I ain't gon' mention his name But if he do, then it's like that and it's over Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Snitchin', snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn Niggas be out here snitchin' Said I pull up in Amiri, got ninas attached Walk in the buildin', I shake up the room Fuck on your lady, no feelings attached Don't talk out your mouth 'cause she holdin' the room Yeah, yeah, walk in (walk in), then walk up out it There's never a day I don't walk without it Shoot a nigga, never talk about it 'Cause these niggas be rats, yeah I had to shoot it in class I had the ninas attached Fuck and run, see I had the bitch badge If Quavo told me get him, then I'ma do the dash Yeah, dash, I take off like a rocket Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Snitchin', snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn Niggas be out here snitchin' Bobby Brown, Bobby Brown Pick a town, I get down Chrome hearts, chrome hearts Bitches love my style Look at how my wrist glow, huh 250 just for the watch, uh Posted on the block, I was servin' for dollar I caught a wave, it's amazing, Margiela Audemar water, Beretta, vendetta Tell a McCartney, you came with the bezel Taking off just like Iraq, I got racks in my pocket I'm havin' my way with these hoes Shawty in love with my diamonds She love how they twinkle She love how they glisten, they glow Pour up a four like I'm young Tony Stoke One in the head, 99 more to go Went in a winner, pull up like a GOAT Trippin' and spillin', now that shit on the floor Came from the gutter, that's word from the bro I'm Evel Knievel, these niggas some divas I'm really havin' more hits than The Beatles I was out trappin' with keys like Alicia I be finessin' my plug, got it cheaper Bought some new killers, I bought some new choppers I'm on the block with the Devil, I hang with the robbers Any hood we go, they treat me like God, huh Switch up the flow for the visual Just so you know that I'm spiritual All of my money identical Bluefaces, bluefaces keep me a hundred They on the woo shit Niggas gon' shoot your shit You ain't no woo, nigga You ain't gon' do shit Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Snitchin', snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn Niggas be out here snitchin'