Lyrical Breakdown of Raw (Might Just) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Raw (Might Just)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Thug weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Raw (Might Just)" 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 Young Thug employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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(The Treasury)
Uh
These nigga's knock off diamonds are shining (woo, ooh, whoa)
But they ain't blinding
No pizza bitch, I got banks in my pockets (racks)
Where's the ladder I'm climbing
She gon pop, lock it and drop it
Ain't talking wrist but she watching
Me right now, hundred bands stuffed in my jeans right now (hey)
YSL, there's no "I" in "Team" right now (no way)
Beating the block 'til the sun come up
I'm rocking gold like Rols-R-Us
I talk more shit than Damien does
I put the steel up in stain lil' cuz
I, I, I be that Young Thugger Thug (Thugger)
Throwing these bitches straight off of the boat, we don't save them
Hey, a wise man told me nothing
He said them snitches they get stitches
I just spent a Bentley on my kidneys
Saying I gave my bro the address to road to riches
I, I might just take care of bae
Yeah, I might just make karat my ladies
On my worse day, she a 9 like Brady
But I traded in the Keisha or Kaycee's
Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that (hey)
Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that
Yeah, she love it, I'm honest she loving that
Yeah, my love is so big she can't lose that
Thugger (what?)
Ay, yeah, yeah
Saying to her, yeah (yeah)
That's how you do it, nigga (oh)
That's how you motherfucking do it, nigga (whoa)
Peep this, ay
L-O-V-E, I say lil' mama down to ride and die for me
Okay, you green, no seaweed
Psych, I want you to hurry get into me
I drop like ten thousand ones, on ones, on ones
I told her come on home hun
You can have my son
We eat ching chong, diamonds they go boing (boing)
Hop inside that pussy like a trampoline, boing-boing
Hey, wait
Grab that lil' ass by the waiste
Beep, beep, beep, like a bus on that ass, so big
I swear to God, I'ma fuck her now, her body getting big
I swear to God, I'ma do everything I ain't did
Plus, brodie said the bitch pussy bright pink as a pig
I, I might just take care of bae
Yeah, I might just make karat my ladies
On my worse day, she a 9 like Brady
But I traded in the Keisha or Kaycee's
Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that (hey)
Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that
Yeah, she love it, I'm honest she loving that
Yeah, my love is so big she can't lose that