Shot Down
B Lovee Lyrics


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(Is this Glvck?)

Run up on me, you get shot down
Run up on me, and you gon' hear a Glock sound (grrah, grrah)
Brodie, he heavy, he fresh out the box now
This thot wanna lick me 'cause I got some guap now
Shit, fuck all the opps, 'cause I got the spot now
Two-hundred the views, they all on my cock now
I got lay great, so I keep a Glock 'round
Brrt-da-boom, you all in a box now

Throw up the O's while she drivin' the boat
Deep in the streets, I be movin' like Ghost
Got caught with the heat, 'cause it poke through the coat
Better not push up on me, get put on a post
And that's word to my dead
I tote the grippy with one in the head
She get straight on her knees, she can't lay on my bed
Lookin' for the Gz heard they want me dead
Duckin' from the D's 'cause I tote the lead
Brodie off of a bean, aimin' for the head
No I won't repeat it, you heard what I said
Brodie caught a hit then he had to fled
Uh-huh

Run up on me, you get shot down
Run up on me, and you gon' hear a Glock sound (grrah, grrah)
Brodie, he heavy, he fresh out the box now
This thot wanna lick me 'cause I got some guap now
Shit, fuck all the opps, 'cause I got the spot now
Two-hundred the views, they all on my cock now
I got lay great, so I keep a Glock 'round
Brrt-da-boom, you all in a box now

I keep a knocker walkin' with a stick
I got a baddie totin' on a blick
B Lovee got a .40 shit'll make 'em flip
I shoot underhand, knocker got a kick
That choppa go, "Grrah," if they tryna blitz us
We caught up in traffic, that boy thought he missed us
Hollows they hit him, them shits fucked his ribs up
I'm off double cup, no I cannot pick up
That boy tried to get Lovee but them hallows tripped 'em
They keep callin' his phone but he cannot pick up (and he cannot answer)
Baba keep callin' me, she tryna eat
Fuck all the politics, I'm in the streets
I ain't with the fuckery, I'm tryna creep
Ayo Kay, that's a opp duckin' 'cross the street
I'm finna get him, I don't shoot from deep
(His mans right there) I already peeped
Clicked on his mans street (grrah, grrah)
Boom, boom, boom

Run up on me, you get shot down
Run up on me, and you gon' hear a Glock sound (grrah, grrah)
Brodie, he heavy, he fresh out the box now
This thot wanna lick me 'cause I got some guap now
Shit, fuck all the opps, 'cause I got the spot now
Two-hundred the views, they all on my cock now
I got lay great, so I keep a Glock 'round
Brrt-da-boom, you all in a box now





Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
So I keep a Glocky

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of B Lovee's song "Shot Down" depict a gritty and raw portrayal of street life, brimming with themes of violence, loyalty, and survival. The artist paints a vivid picture of the dangers and pressures of living in a rough environment, where conflict and threat lurk at every corner. The recurring phrase "Run up on me, you get shot down" sets the tone of the song, emphasizing the consequences of challenging the singer and the importance of remaining vigilant and prepared for potential attacks.


The lyrics also touch upon the rapper's newfound status and the envy it attracts from others. Through lines like "This thot wanna lick me 'cause I got some guap now" and "Two-hundred the views, they all on my cock now," the artist addresses the newfound attention and material wealth that come with success, as well as the need to protect oneself in this changed landscape. Despite the shifts in his circumstances, the singer stays true to his roots and remains armed and cautious ("I got lay great, so I keep a Glock ‘round").


The song also delves into themes of betrayal, as illustrated in lines like "I tote the grippy with one in the head" and "Duckin' from the D's 'cause I tote the lead." The rapper's constant vigilance and readiness to defend himself suggest a volatile and dangerous environment where trust is scarce and threats are ever-present. The narrative unfolds with a sense of urgency and intensity, as the singer navigates through these treacherous circumstances with a mix of street smarts and instinct.


Overall, "Shot Down" paints a vivid and sobering picture of street life, complete with its perils and tribulations. The artist's blunt and unapologetic delivery serves to convey the harsh realities of his environment, while also showcasing his resilience and determination to survive and thrive amidst the chaos and danger that surround him. Through his lyrics, B Lovee provides a glimpse into a world where violence, loyalty, and survival intersect, offering a compelling and raw narrative of life on the streets.


Line by Line Meaning

Run up on me, you get shot down
Approach me aggressively, and you will be met with gunfire


Run up on me, and you gon' hear a Glock sound (grrah, grrah)
If you confront me, you will hear the sound of a gun being fired


Brodie, he heavy, he fresh out the box now
My friend is armed and ready for action


This thot wanna lick me 'cause I got some guap now
This young woman is interested in me because of my wealth


Shit, fuck all the opps, 'cause I got the spot now
I don't care about my enemies because I have the advantage


Two-hundred the views, they all on my cock now
I have gained popularity, and everyone is paying attention to me


I got lay great, so I keep a Glock 'round
I possess valuable possessions, so I carry a gun for protection


Brrt-da-boom, you all in a box now
Gunshots have been fired, and now you are in a dangerous situation


Throw up the O's while she drivin' the boat
Display gang signs while she is steering


Deep in the streets, I be movin' like Ghost
I navigate the dangerous streets like a shadowy figure


Got caught with the heat, 'cause it poke through the coat
Was discovered carrying illegal firearms that protruded through my clothing


Better not push up on me, get put on a post
Don't approach me aggressively, or you will be targeted


And that's word to my dead
I swear on the memory of deceased individuals


I tote the grippy with one in the head
Carry a gun loaded and ready to fire


She get straight on her knees, she can't lay on my bed
She submits to me immediately, she cannot rest in my presence


Lookin' for the Gz heard they want me dead
Seeking out individuals who pose a threat to my life


Duckin' from the D's 'cause I tote the lead
Avoiding law enforcement due to carrying illegal weapons


Brodie off of a bean, aimin' for the head
My friend under the influence of drugs, targeting a specific individual


No I won't repeat it, you heard what I said
I won't say it again, you already heard my message


Brodie caught a hit then he had to fled
My friend was targeted, causing him to flee


I keep a knocker walkin' with a stick
I carry a weapon and I'm ready to use it


I got a baddie totin' on a blick
I have an attractive woman carrying a gun


B Lovee got a .40 shit'll make 'em flip
I possess a .40 caliber gun that can cause chaos


I shoot underhand, knocker got a kick
I shoot a gun in a particular manner, resulting in a strong recoil


That choppa go, 'Grrah,' if they tryna blitz us
I will use a high-powered weapon if they attempt to attack us


We caught up in traffic, that boy thought he missed us
We got caught in a situation, but the enemy underestimated us


Hollows they hit him, them shits fucked his ribs up
Our bullets struck him, causing significant internal damage


I'm off double cup, no I cannot pick up
I am under the influence and unable to answer the phone


That boy tried to get Lovee but them hallows tripped 'em
An individual attempted to harm me, but my bullets stopped him


They keep callin' his phone but he cannot pick up (and he cannot answer)
Despite numerous attempts, he is unable to communicate


Baba keep callin' me, she tryna eat
A woman continues to contact me, seeking attention


Fuck all the politics, I'm in the streets
I ignore social dynamics and focus on street activities


I ain't with the fuckery, I'm tryna creep
I am not interested in nonsense, I am trying to move discreetly


Ayo Kay, that's a opp duckin' 'cross the street
Hey, that is an enemy trying to avoid confrontation on the other side of the street


I'm finna get him, I don't shoot from deep
I am going to target him up close, not from a distance


(His mans right there) I already peeped
I have already noticed his companions nearby


Clicked on his mans street (grrah, grrah)
Engaged in a confrontation with his associates


Boom, boom, boom
Sound of gunshots firing


Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Affiliation with a group or organization


So I keep a Glocky
I carry a specific type of firearm for protection




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Jordan Morris, Kevin Perez, Keyonee Hill, Qwayshawn Cannon

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