Lyrical Breakdown of Trap Phone - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Trap Phone" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Wiz Khalifa weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Trap Phone" 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 Wiz Khalifa 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 Wiz Khalifa's narrative.
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I handle business on my trap phone, oh
If you need it then I got it for ya, oh
If you want it, it won't take long, no
My niggas always got it for you
Money making mitch
Old beamer on your bitch
On the gang, on my name
Swear that I would never switch
Man Wizzle hit the switch
Bring your friends who you with
Girl this outfit fire, I just bought it, we lit
Still with it, still get it for the low if niggas need it
Four bottles, four models, kick you out if you conceited
Gang gang twist my fingers
Couple pieces in the cleaners
You could keep her I don't cuff her
On my momma, fuck you thinkin'
Rubber bands in my hands tryna' throw it in the zone
All night no curfew she responded, boy I'm grown
Drop your homegirls off don't be playing, let me know
Don't hit my main line hit me on my trap phone
That's on crip
I handle business on my trap phone, oh
If you need it then I got it for ya, oh
If you want it, it won't take long, no
My niggas always got it for youMoney Got them[?]Sour got my Eyes lows
Only hit my trap phone
A rat if you need[?]Kush in the raw tray
Blunts with the bombay
Trappin out the hallway
Servin' niggas all day
Tellin' that's a no no[?]Stuntin in my photos
Rockin' all this polo
Only talk to OGs, smokin' on this strong weed
My bank account is ODHoes stay on meI handle business on my trap phone, oh
If you need it then I got it for ya, oh
If you want it, it won't take long, no
My niggas always got it for youAnd I'm probably fucking your bitch
Just put the '61 on pumps
Had to juice it up
Haters loosen up
We just doin' us
Four pumps, I got fluid in the trunk
Hit the corner doing three wheels
Let the right corner[?]Two licks in the back two in the front
Plus I got that skunk rolled up, the streets showed us
How to gain control emoted, pull it out ain't a stain on it
King of Pittsburgh so I moved to California
Hit your girl now she horny
Bought the low rider, went and stored me
We ain't into fake, them niggas corny
Them cameras on so we stay performing
Just call my name when the plane boarding
GangThe trap line is open, just chirp me
We done rolled