Hey Now lyrics

• (DJ Swift on the track) (Dubba-AA flexin’) (Louie Bandz made anotha’ one) Look, lil bitch I’m on my shit, so I’m like hey now
  Come from thuggin’, but I’m rockin’ on that stage now
  Ran up a check, I wanna flex, don’t want no break now
  We put insurance on my money, so it’s safe now
  I’m like, “Slime, why you say that you don’t like ’em?” cause I’m thuggin’
  And that’s fine, tell that nigga I said, “F*ck ’em, bitch we clutchin’ ”
  Benz ties, 200,000 to that nigga, it ain’t nothing
  450 get me out the way, that .45 gon’ leave ’em ugly

  All of these diamonds, this ain’t nothing
  Hold on, I take that back, I’m flooded
  Bullet proof car, nigga ride so ruggish
  Every time we get out, it be hard for to shut it
  My shirt I got on made by Givenchy
  The bitch say, “Die” filled her with money
  I put Moncler over Chanel, the shoe I got on fifteen hundred
  And I got these diamonds dancing
  And they high edition and they fully loaded
  Drivin’, coastin’, when I hit the freeway hit the gas, I’m loaded
  Bases loaded, 30’s filled up and all my niggas tote it
  The hoes we wit’ turnt up bitch, we be them
  But when you see you know it

  Look, lil bitch I’m on my shit, so I’m like hey now
  Come from thuggin’, but I’m rockin’ on that stage now
  Ran up a check, I wanna flex, don’t want no break now
  We put insurance on my money, so it’s safe now
  I’m like, “Slime, why you say that you don’t like ’em?” cause I’m thuggin’
  And that’s fine, tell that nigga I said, “F*ck ’em, bitch we clutchin’ ”
  Benz ties, 200,000 to that nigga, it ain’t nothing
  450 get me out the way that .45 gon’ leave ’em ugly

  Drank got me high, mane it got me up, purple got me loaded
  I told dat bitch, “Get off yo ass, go get some backwoods out the store”
  That nigga know, he play it’s goin’ down
  Six feet, it’s lowest you go
  F*ck who you wit’, that cutter spray around, we kill you wit’ your bro
  I made lil shorty touch her toes
  And then got ’em painted just from the way she use her throat
  That’s that slime shit
  Fake ass gangsta needa decide who they dying wit’
  And you the type that I don’t need to spend no time wit’
  Let’s go, 4KT, Kentrell be careful, that’s that triple nine
  DDawg need a gold medal how he slang that iron
  I punch a nigga in his shit and then I pay that fine
  I’m thinking of 12 shades of grey, I’m in that state of mind

  Look, lil bitch I’m on my shit, so I’m like hey now
  Come from thuggin’, but I’m rockin’ on that stage now
  Ran up a check, I wanna flex, don’t want no break now
  We put insurance on my money, so it’s safe now
  I’m like, “Slime, why you say that you don’t like ’em?” cause I’m thuggin’
  And that’s fine, tell that nigga I said, “F*ck ’em, bitch we clutchin’ ”
  Benz ties, 200,000 to that nigga, it ain’t nothing
  450 get me out the way that .45 gon’ leave ’em ugly

• Who is the author of the song Hey Now?
  The song Hey Now was written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again.

• Who sings the song Hey Now?
  The song Hey Now is performed by YoungBoy Never Broke Again.