Lyrical Breakdown of don’t i (feat. Gunna) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "don’t i (feat. Gunna)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Roddy Ricch weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "don’t i (feat. Gunna)" 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 Roddy Ricch 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 Roddy Ricch's narrative.
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Ayy, draped my dog in that Jesus piece
Pray to God he's going to touch a B
Charge 400 'cause the talk ain't cheap
I still got little n- around that corner
I'm still gonna be up if I die today
I came through crashing like a tidal wave
I got this sh- on lock, don't I?
And I got your b- on lock, don't I?
I got the d- make her toxic, don't I?
I got the sh- make 'em plot, don't I?
I was in the Chi' town with Ye making Donda
I gotta buy up the block, don't I?
I got a lot of sh- to pop, don't I?
And she got that little WAP, don't she?
I know how to hit a spot, don't I?
She addicted to my expensive aroma
At the stove making Rice-A-Roni
I don't take your advice, you can show me
Had to put some privacy trees around the villa
'Cause I know the neighbors too nosy
Turned 23, then I poured up an - in my soda 'cause I miss Kobe
Can't depend on you n-, I move like I'm Jigga, I get the B's on my lonely
That internet chat, you a chatty Patty
On a golf course, but I ain't got no caddy
I like when her head screwed on straight
I make sure you gon' eat with your own plate
Talking that tough on the long shot
I told my little b- how to take care of a n-
I like when she text, what you on, bae?
A lot of these n- talk sh-, but they ain't about it
I ain't Lil Baby, but I get four pockets full
Roddy pulling up in the drop with the wolves
I want my b- to have money like Oprah
You know she special, I'm picky and I chose her
Starter kit came with an outer space rover
She like to travel and travel and travel
So I flew her out and back to California
Ayy, draped my dog in that Jesus piece
Pray to God he's going to touch a B
Charge 400 'cause the talk ain't cheap
I still got little n- around that corner
I'm still gonna be up if I die today
I came through crashing like a tidal wave
I got this sh- on lock, don't I?
And I got your b- on lock, don't I?
I got the d- make her toxic, don't I?
I got the sh- make 'em plot, don't I?
I was in the Chi' town with Ye making Donda
I gotta buy up the block, don't I?
I got a lot of sh- to pop, don't I?
And she got that little WAP, don't she?
I know how to hit a spot, don't I?
She addicted to my expensive aroma
Gunna
Real geekier, turn your bitch to a stoner
We real P's, that's why your b- pulled up on us
Don't f- with suckers, we can never condone 'em
Ain't a h-, but I came up off a corner
We ride the Rolls truck whenever I wanna
We count the rolls, I got new bigger pointers
White pretty toes walking to the young Gunna
My b- hot and wet, she remind me of a sauna
My car Neighborhood blue, the same color Kroger
Keep icing my neck and my wrist like it's swollen
The doc' trying to get the c- out my colon
This sh- starting to sound like a hit, don't it?
F- all that cap, Gunna going to say some sh-
That will make you go turn up your clique, don't it?
All the time, I'm making sense, don't I?
I go viral with a fit, don't I?
I add bile to this sh-, don't I?
I'm inspired by the glist of the wrist
You'd do the same if you rich, don't lie
60 K for the bracelet
Spent over three million with Elliot, no lie
Every state and every city, sold out
Pick a target, I'ma hit it, don't I?
Draped my dog in that Jesus piece
Pray to God he's going to touch a B
Charge 400 'cause the talk ain't cheap
I still got little n- around that corner
I'm still gonna be up if I die today
I came through crashing like a tidal wave
I got this sh- on lock, don't I?
And I got your b- on lock, don't I?
I got the d- make her toxic, don't I?
I got the sh- make 'em plot, don't I?
I was in the Chi' town with Ye making Donda
I gotta buy up the block, don't I?
I got a lot of sh- to pop, don't I?
And she got that little WAP, don't she?
I know how to hit a spot, don't I?
She addicted to my expensive aroma
This starting to sound like a hit, don't it?
Starter kit came with an outer space rover
Car neighborhood blue, the same color Kroger
You know she special, I'm picky and I chose her