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Low Down Lyrics


Artist: Lil Baby

 
Lil Baby's "Low Down" offers a vivid snapshot of his life and mindset, reflecting on his sscent to fame, the luxury and challenges that accompany success, and the complexities of his personal relationships. The song opens with a bold declaration of loyalty and resilience, rejecting the idea of betrayal for immunity. It quickly transitions into a commentary on Lil Baby's lifestyle, marked by wealth, influence, and the constant attention of others. Through the chorus, Lil Baby introduces a dichotomy between his public perdona and personal feelings, expressing a sense of betrayal and the effort to maintain his status and relationships. He emphasizes his success and the luxury it brings, including expensive cars and a lavish lifestyle, yet also hints at a deeper sense of dissatisfaction that no amount of material wealth can resolve. The song progresses to explore themes of loyalty among friends, the pressure of maintaining a public image, and the pursuit of genuine happiness beyond material success. Lil Baby's narrative is one of defiance and determination, showcasing his journey from humble beginnings to the pinnacle of success, all while navigating the pitfalls that come with fame. "Low Down" is a testament to Lil Baby's artistry, blending introspective lyrics with a catchy beat, offering listeners a glimpse into the complexities of life at the top.

Low Down Lyrics

Low Down by Lil Baby


(Cook that sh*t up, Quay)

Go to lunch in the Jewish community (Yeah)
I wouldn't tell on the bros with immunity (Nah)
Playin' victim, that sh*t ain't gon' ruin me
I'm the only now that outdo me
I got hoes by the group tryna do me
My life like a movie, get head in the water
Don't gotta put in no work, I send orders
This sh*t done got serious, them millions come plural, I'm living by morals
We swipe 'em, ain't keepin', no Dora Explorer
I'm young and I'm turnt, I got b**ches galore
My baby, my whip cost two-fifty, I'm splurgin'
Got five million cash just in case of emergency
My young niggas kill, get away, they be purgin'
It happened like this, I ain't do it on purpose
I'm working my move, nigga, which one of you workin'?
I turned on my crew, bought a coupe off of verses
I'm tired of these strippers, I'm going at nurses and doctors and dentists
You started, I finished, I told you we with it
My word is like gold to my city
I tell 'em to go, they gon' get it
I heard that you froze when they hit it
Putting these hoes in the business, you know that you tripping
I tell 'em no, they gon' listen
Knowin' these niggas be sweet and some b**ches, I'm different

She tryna leave me, I'm low down
I hang with savages, don't bring your ho 'round
I'm going bougie, I'm switchin' my profile
All of my cars get delivered with no miles
They think they do and we don't, I don't know how
Run through the load, call the plug, I need more pounds
I put on drip every day from the floor up
I'm getting sick of this sh*t, pour some more up, yeah

Cullinan shot in, my driver named Solid
I keep him on point, make sure nobody follow us
I got a Glock with a shot that can stop a truck
I get the money eight ways like an octopus
No way in hell I'ma give all these choppers up
Team full of players, ain't nobody stopping us
He out of line, give a f**k, then we poppin' him
Been raisin' hell, back in school, I was popular, yeah
All of my hoes get facials, face me
Make her my b**ch too much, she lazy
I was thinking prices too high, then I raised 'em
sh*t in my bank account gettin' outrageous
Niggas smellin' like that, had to switch up my fragrance
And I'm sending out shots if the fouls get flagrant
Switch up my route to the house, had to change it
Still with the sh*t, I forget that I'm famous

She tryna leave me, I'm low down
I hang with savages, don't bring your ho 'round
I'm going bougie, I'm switchin' my profile
All of my cars get delivered with no miles
They think they do and we don't, I don't know how
Run through the load, call the plug, I need more pounds
I put on drip every day from the floor up
I'm getting sick of this sh*t, pour some more up, yeah
She tryna leave me, I'm low down
I hang with savages, don't bring your ho 'round
I'm going bougie, I'm switchin' my profile
All of my cars get delivered with no miles
They think they do and we don't, I don't know how
Run through the load, call the plug, I need more pounds
I put on drip every day from the floor up
I'm getting sick of this sh*t, pour some more up, yeah

I'm getting sick of this sh*t, pour some more up
I put on drip every day from the floor up
I'm getting sick of this sh*t, pour some more up
I put on drip every day



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