Lyrical Breakdown of Drunk (feat. 6LACK) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Drunk (feat. 6LACK)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

Lyric Overview: Witness how ScHoolboy Q weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Drunk (feat. 6LACK)" 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 ScHoolboy Q employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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This is the future, this is the future

I ain't really drunk, I ain't really drunk

Just a lil' buzz, just a lil' buzz

I ain't really drunk, I ain't really drunk

Never had enough, pass me the mask, ayy

Are you down for me? Girl, been on my last, ayy

See the sirens pulling up, pigs on my ass, ayy

Even when the money come, gone way too fast, ayy

Why my grandma couldn't live? Gone way too fast, ayy

Cousin murdered in the field, gone way too fast, ayy

Got a liver full of 'yac, weed in the back, ayy

Got Cîroc for the hoes, chill on the stash, ayy

Uh, pass me the gas

.488, stunt man, blast from the past

Got my damn trunk in the front, Top in the back, ayy

Hell yeah, nigga drunk, buzz if they ask, ayy

I ain't really drunk, I ain't really drunk

Just a lil' buzz, just a lil' buzz

I ain't really drunk, I ain't really drunk

I ain't really... hold up

Just a lil' buzz, just a lil' buzz

Don't be worried, baby, this is what I does

Backstroke, looking for a quick flood

And you be lying when you say you want our love

Two cups in, and you already lookin' for love

You a cutie and lookin' purty and perfect

What you drinkin'? Feel amazing

Imagine, we get to thinking

I'll explore you and tour you and keep it cordial

She prestigious, the cleanest, I could be dreaming

Fuck my ex is a no-no

Did the love thing and it cost me, she crossed me

Let me work it, you feel your virgin in circles

The groovy Capo, I keep it nasty, attractive

Hit it backwards, do it faster and faster

This a classic

I done mastered the climax, you feel the pressure

Hit it over and over, we doing extra

I can stretch you and fold up

We get to mobbing, bottle popping

I'm stress-free, you gave me options

Life is best in the backseat, ayy

Sunshine give me light

Words ain't soundin' bright

Girl, come and spend a night, ayy

I ain't really drunk, I ain't really drunk (Woo)

I ain't really drunk, I ain't really drunk

Just a lil' buzz, just a lil' buzz

I ain't really drunk, I ain't really drunk