Lyrical Breakdown of Scoliosis (feat. Gunna - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Scoliosis (feat. Gunna" 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 "Scoliosis (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 Young Thug 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 Young Thug's narrative.

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Yeah, drink this cum, bitch gettin' pumped (woo) Black bitch, Keke Palmer (black bitch) Yeah, pay for a lifetime on your bundles (SEX) Yeah, yeah, real slow when I pump her (woo, woo) Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage (skrrt) Eliantte, all white gold, I'm no fraud (yeah) Scoliosis, pink face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin' large High school, had a bomb in my Taurus Middle school, had that tech in my locker I ain't had to run from the principal (no sir) I did it because of principle I'ma dunce, I was sexin' yo mama (woo) Nigga we smoked 'em, we don't care 'bout no karma All the homies gon' protect like Obama (woo, woo) Ancient gold Rolex like a condom (yeah) Rolls gold 64s on the Tonka (yeah) Rolls gold six by fours on the Tonka (yeah, yeah) 12 colors on my clothes like a punker (and what?) 12 million to my hoe, she humongous (woo, woo) Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage (skrrt) Eliantte, all white gold, I'm no fraud (hey) Scoliosis, big face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin' large (yeah) High school, had a bomb in my Taurus (woo) Middle school, had that tech in my locker (tech) I ain't had to run from the principal (nah) I did it because of principle (let's go) Wide body Benz with a big nose (skrrt, skrrt) Amazon bitches with some white toes (let's go) She got extravagant head, love that deep throat (deep throat, yeah) YSL almighty, they bitin' our lingo (water) That's the beauty of it, sell some then we split Couple rick Owen kicks, fans wanna take a pic (woo, woo) I saw some beauty in yo' bitch, I'm tryna screw my dick (what?) Became a young millionaire quick, now my kids born rich (let's go, let's go) Ride a foreign whip, booked up with a tour list (a tour list) I ain't bring no cash out today, bank card in my wallet (my wallet) We ain't soft like cotton lil' pussy, my niggas rock solid (my niggas rock solid) Kill you where you stand, no care in my conscious (let's go) Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage (skrrt) Eliantte, all white gold, I'm no fraud (yeah) Scoliosis, big face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin' large Tesla truck (truck), yeah, we young and rich don't give a fuck (give no fuck) Heckler Koch (Koch), four five shells, yeah they gon' lift 'em up Can't wife no thot (can't wife no thot), I just fuck 'em then I give 'em up (I give 'em up) Ten bands on the fit, hoe they say I do too much (do too much) They diggin' this shit like a grave (grave) Can't do nothin' 'less, I'm gettin' paid (paid) My bitches so stuck in they ways (ways) Walk through the back, all the bitches amazed (bitches amazed) Condo by Lenox, the mall in it (mall in it) Ain't no one nigga, we all winnin' (we all winnin') Beat up that pussy, get tall in it (tall in it) Lambo' so low gotta fall in it (fall in it) Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage Eliantte, all white gold, I'm no fraud Scoliosis, big face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin' large High school, had a bomb in my Taurus Middle school, had that tech in my locker I ain't had to run from the principal I did it because of principle Rolls gold 64s on the Tonka Rolls gold six by fours on the Tonka 12 colors on my clothes like a punker 12 million to my hoe, she humongous