Lyrical Breakdown of COME ON, LET'S GO - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "COME ON, LET'S GO" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Tyler, the Creator weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "COME ON, LET'S GO" 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 Tyler, the Creator 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 Tyler, the Creator's narrative.

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Yeah Brrr (ooh), brrr (ooh-ah) Agh (ooh, yeah), I'm downstairs Tsk (ooh), fuck you mean? (Ooh-ah) Girl! (Ooh) I told your ass be ready, agh You always got excuses, and you know I be on top of things Punctual my proper name, on the dot is not your aim Although we in love, we are not the same (uh) I hit you on that celly, agh You said you needed five, that was more than 12 ago Claim you got your hands tied, time stuck like Velcro Georgia Peach on each side like it's ATL, ho (yeah) You lackin' (ayy), you trippin', you slackin' (ayy) Impatient-ly waitin' (yeah, ayy) Confused, like, "What happened?" How you get a attitude 'cause I'm gettin' mad? 'Cause you wanna take 20 minutes and a half And on top of that, I gotta get gas Ahh, the freeway, picked up traffic What the fuck is you doin'? We gotta dip-dip-dip-dip-dip Cartier-er-er-er, watch go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick Waitin' for that last minute for your goddamn hair Now stop playin' games, girl, and bring your ass downstairs Come on, girl, let's go (yeah, yeah, yeah) Come on, girl, let's go (yeah, yeah, yeah) 'Cause you know the time that you wastin', like time that you wastin' Like time that you wasting's on my dime Come on, girl, let's go (yeah, yeah, yeah) Come on, girl, let's go (yeah, yeah, yeah) 'Cause you know the time that you wastin', like time that you wastin' Like time that you wasting's on my dime Took me 20 to get ready, yeah Shower, moisturizer, and the fit I had on yesterday Uniform necessities, multiples of everything Now your neighbor wanna come and speak to me, like "Hey! How you doin'?" "I'm good" "I ain't too bad" "Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha," hit her with a few fake laughs She talkin' my ear off, it's sympathy I lack I care about one thing, where the fuck you at? (Ayy) Anyway, gotta pay a little more If we late to the jet Gotta jet 'cause the boat leave at eight And we got supper on the upper deck and the orchestra Gon' play that shit I scored (woo), for LV Abloh projects (yeah) You ain't scared to change 'cause this ain't comin' out your pockets My Freudian slip, I'm rude lil' bit, don't be actin' so appalled All y'all girls love this shit Put so much into tonight and you just don't care Now stop playin' games, girl, and bring your ass downstairs Come on, girl, let's go, come on, girl, let's go (go, go) Come on, girl, let's go, come on, girl, let's go (I'm comin', I'm comin', I'm comin') 'Cause you know the time that you wastin' like, time that you wastin' like Time that you wasting's on my dime Tsk, you're always rushing me, relax! Chill, chill, alright? T-Tonight just don't care, playin' games, girl, bring your ass downstairs Why you trippin'? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm comin' (yeah, yeah) I'm finishin' my makeup, can you just relax, like This takes a long time, like it's not that serious (where the fuck you at?) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I think... I-I think I left something in the house