Lyrical Breakdown of Who's on Top - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Who's on Top" 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 "Who's on Top" 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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MPA, what up? It's Thugga, Thugga baby Got my whole crew behind me, yea I- I- I want you to say, say R.I.P to my big dawgs, lets pray Me falling off any time soon? No way Im- Im- Im ballin' for a lifetime and a day And I get money, that shit run in my family Let them goons get on your head, yea they from Los Angeles Anything I ask them to do, do believe they handle it I got one question just answer it Who's on top? And I'm sitting back Thinking of a master plan (What you thinkin' 'bout?) Trap going crazy, we smoking shit from Amsterdam (We on that loud now) I been doing this for a very long time now (How long?) The only option is climbing up Ain't no falling down (Ain't no fallin' down) And I been a Young Thug (Thugga) And I'mma get wicked bout that paper (Wicked) Momma always told me to shit on all haters (Rrr) They're real VVS ones or you can call 'em glaciers (Them VVs) Comin' to get they cash This ain't the movie takers (This ain't the movie) Send me a scout Send me a scout I could shoot the work (I could shoot the work) I don't need no shooter with me Cause I'm shooting first (Bitch, I'm shooting first) I'm such a boss, somewhere eating a healthy meal Runnin' in and out the marina (Where you at?) We in Beverly Hills (Duke) Say, Say (Hey, aye what you tell 'em Thug?) R.I.P to my big dawgs, lets pray (Aye, put your lighters up) Me falling off any time soon? No way (I can't come down) I'm- I'm- I'm ballin' for a lifetime and a day (Hey) And I get money (What? What?), that shit run in my family (Okay, cool) Let them goons get on your head (Yeah, Yeah) Yea they from Los Angeles (Yeah, what?) Anything I ask them to do, do believe they handle it (Yeah, yeah) I got one question just answer it (Aye, Aye) Who's on top? They got me thinkin' like Einstein with the number (Number) I got a money vision, all I see is commas (Commas) I want the sleep dreaming, going down the money tunnel (I dreamed) Dreams come to reality, don't you wake me for nothin' (Right now) I'm livin' out my dream, everyday countin' money (Count up) Rental car traffic traffickin', movin' strong packages (Strong) I stay strapped so the kid move rapidly (Ooh) Ain't shit sweet, let the iron fill his cavity (Brrt) Goons on go, and they kill for the passionate (Brrat) Bitch I got a money high, I think I lost gravity (I ain't comin' down) And it ain't shit you can tell me (Nah) Money runnin' out the ass, you can smell me (Ha) I want you to say, say (Hey, hey, hey, aye what you tell 'em Thug?) R.I.P. to my big dawgs lets pray (Ayy, put your lighters up) Me falling off any time soon? No way (I can't come down) I'm- I'm- I'm ballin' for a lifetime and a day (Hey) And I get money (What? What?), that shit run in my family (Okay, cool) Let them goons get on your head (Yeah, yeah) Yeah they from Los Angeles (Yeah, what?) Anything I ask them to do, do believe they handle it (Yeah, yeah) I got one question just answer it (Yeah, yeah) Who's on top? Oh, who's on top? (Who's on?) Everyone's on top, so let's see who flopped (Better not fall, nigga) Yeah, this a wonderful life (Yeah) My goons'll kill a nigga for such a wonderful price My weed smell like poop rocks (Aye, what, ha) My blunts are extra fat like a tree top (Hey, hey) I say, I smoke weed until I pass out (I smoke weed all day) Haiti Slang's the reason why you bitch got her ass out (Okay, cool) I know Haitians that'll take over the city (They'll take your city) Make big dogs feel like midgets (Yeah, take your shit over) Chickens, my J.R. no crickets You wanna get it? I'll eat you alive (Talkin' 'bout) Say, say (Hey, hey, hey, aye what you tell 'em Thug?) R.I.P. to my big dawgs, let's pray (Aye, put your lighters up) Me falling off any time soon? No way (I can't come down) I'm- I'm- I'm ballin' for a lifetime and a day (Hey) And I get money (What? What?), that shit run in my family (Okay, cool) Let them goons get on your head, (Yeah, yeah) Yeah they from Los Angeles (Yeah, what?) Anything I ask them to do, do believe they handle it (Yeah, yeah) I got one question just answer it (Yeah, yeah) Who's on top?