(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
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
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Hey Now Lyrics
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(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
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
(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
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