Lyrical Breakdown of Head Off - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Head Off" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Head Off" 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 YoungBoy Never Broke Again employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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I need a hunnid on hunnid on hunnid
Get that money, how these niggas running with they head off?
Get to that money, can't settle for nothing
Need a hunnid on hunnid on hunnid, I need
Can't take no days off, I get that money then I head off
Stackin' that shit, I won't never go under
I'ma get it forever, they know how I'm coming
Patek, Bentayga, brand-new chopper and they calling me
Turnt up in your region with my partners, they say come to me
He got that boy, you know how he hit at that
Quinine with a whole lot of tall essentials
Runnin' up, he been turnin' 'em up, and he ready for war
He do it with all of these niggas
Fuck these niggas, keep that pistol hidden, take his head off
I got the game from my momma, stay chasing them commas
I'ma get me a hundred then I'm heading out
Shorty thick with that ass, but I'm filling her mouth
Take the plate off that car off that window, come out
Talking shit, so a nigga aim straight for his mouth
I done went to Utah, and I'm straight from that Nawf
I went tatted a diamonds on top of my face
You just raisin' the break-up, that heart on a plate
Microwave or the stove do it either way
Put on my mask and I seize the place
Smokin' joc' back-to-back, I don't need to bake
Talkin' crazy, I said I don't need you bae
Need a hunnid on hunnid, I don't see that shit fake
Only scent leave a hunnid, I'm raising him red
Patek, two tones, bought a bracelet with pointers
Hit the jeweler, I told him the M on my chain
His name in vain, he coming from kickin' in doors and selling that cain
Right hand with the gelatin, everything changed
Quitted then upgraded straight to the stage
These niggas ain't equal, can't step in my lane
I'ma stack it forever then get out the game
Get that money, how these niggas running with they head off?
Get to that money, can't settle for nothing
Need a hunnid on hunnid on hunnid, I need
Can't take no days off, I get that money then I head off
Stackin' that shit, I won't never go under
I'ma get it forever, they know how I'm coming
Takin' my time with this shit
Cut the trials and tribulations, came in, them fuck niggas thought it was it (let's go)
You know I'm as raw as it get, nigga
I'm talkin' 'bout all that lil' shit that these rap niggas cap about, rap about, quit nigga
Y'all the one make the people think Baby too gangster
It ain't that, these niggas just bitch niggas
Calm that shit down, it ain't never that serious
Movin' normal like I ain't a rich nigga (let's go)
I got bored and went yellow the Urus (like uh)
Pull that ho up, right now on a bitch nigga (yeah)
Used to wear Filas, two pair a year
Play with that pussy, no meow
Like, let it go bitch-ass nigga (uh-huh)
I got baby girl fucking with me now, listen to me, ha
I leave a ho, I don't need a her, it's fuck her
'Cause she gon' do that to me, he a sucker
Since a youngin, I got me some money
And yes, since a little one, I knew how to hustle
I see how you niggas work out everyday
Baby, show your strong ass, what you do with that muscle? (Keep going)
She fuckin' on me, got her a nigga
Guess I don't gotta tell you, ol' dude don't know nothing
It's something with that, I ain't feeling that
I came four hundred million from my daughters, still gotta give 'em that
I really don't fuck with the internet
How these lil' fuck niggas talkin'?
Like they can't die, put 'em in a coffin
Stand with my blicky, gotta keep it with me
Pretty boy bitching, say a nigga awesome, yeah
Get that money, how these niggas running with they head off?
Get to that money, can't settle for nothing
Need a hunnid on hunnid on hunnid, I need
Can't take no days off, I get that money then I head off
Stackin' that shit, I won't never go under
I'ma get it forever, they know how I'm coming