Luyện nghe bài hát Hi Bich (Remix)

Oh my God,
Bhad Bhabie]
White J's, Porsche
White wrist, white
Hi, bitch, hi,
Hi, bitch, hi,
I do not it or roll it (no)
It do not when I pour it (no)
I do not run, I it
I do not save it, I it
White J's, Porsche
White wrist, horse
Hi, bitch, hi,
Hi, bitch, hi,

[Verse 1: YBN
Lil' nigga, got bands in my
You lil' broke
All flexin', just stop it
I cop me an Audi, that top, I'ma it
I pick up your bitch, now panties keep droppin'
I'll fuck a bitch on a Sunday
One night, then I her back Monday
nigga want smoke, then it's gunplay
Caught him in the field, left him on the
We packin', you lackin', you talkin', so
Yeah we finna get on
That pistol be hot, it go in motion
That blower, you know it got blow
I'm stickin' you up, bro takin' you
Since you flexin' like you got
We run through the back, get hit this Mac
We got guns it's Baghdad

[Verse 2: The Kid & Bhad Bhabie]
Ayy, ayy (hi, bitch)
She ain't got FaceTime, I'ma it
Get her one time, tell her, "Bye, bitch"
Drop an all white Bentley on my wrist
I take her on the jet if I like it
bitch, Kylie
If I dick her one time, what she buy me?
straight out the sky like I'm E.T
Fuck that, bitch, my ring 3D
CEO, I could sign ya
Quarter mil' on my neck, I'ma ya
Cut her off, she havin' no purpose
bad, still buyin' no purses
[Chorus: Bhad
J's, white Porsche
White wrist, horse
Hi, bitch, hi,
Hi, bitch, hi,

[Verse 3: Asian
Bitches
Smokin' on dick, she not than me
Pop out, lil' birdie, you with a beak
Send your location, Uber to me
Bitches been hangin' on my face
Kick her to the curb, she ain't anyway
Asian on the beat, then the gets slayed
I it offensive, so watch what you say
Hi, bitch, got a .30, try it
Ball out the mall, I'm Kobe, just buy shit
of these bitches, they lie quick
Clip shoot a movie, now talkers, directors, you
Send her ass on a
I wanna kick it with her, bitch for the hype
pretty, beat her ass in a street fight
Know I'm flyer than these like a pink kite, Asian Doll!

Bhad Bhabie]
Bitch!
You mad, ho
Why you so mad ,ho?

[Verse 4: Bhabie]
Ho, wanna try me
Yeah, that's on my mama's
run on 10, since I run it up
Never line up, I don't do McDonald's
Fuck crazy you know I'm necks when I'm pullin' up (skrrt)
All my numbers outrageous
Now the blogs handin' out
Got the world usin' my
Hoes keep my in their mouth
Hope it tastes like when they say it (don't say my name, bitch)
Barrin' out, I ain't got in me, no
Young but I'm ballin' a damn CEO
Bentley truck, said don't a fuck
Came from the street, Boynton
Shit, know what's up
Bitches that no position
at me, fall in my mentions
Hoes be thirsty for
a hoe out this dimension
Then my ascension (why you so mad?)
How you hoes with no purpose?
I be puttin' in my verses
Bitch, you
You ain't fuckin' with my worst
Doubted me, now all comin' together like cursive (like cursive, bitch)
a show, I'm doin' 30 of 'em
5 million by the summer, the numbers runnin'
Bitches everything, I be understuntin' (damn)
Understandin' your regard, had nothin' (shit)
Shit, but now I'm breakin' records and I'm history (wow)
How can they stop me? I swear it's a
Parents so sick of me, shouts to misery
(Let your listen to me!)
Ho, I do millions on a day
And I gotta go to school like a snow day
But my... in the stu so okay
Bank account look like a
ho, you look like you sick
Slide on the beat like it's
Bitch don't me to Iggy
old ho is washed and I'm lit
Wouldn't pay her to wash up my
(Bye, bitch, bye, hoe!)

[Chorus: Bhabie]
J's, white Porsche
White wrist, white
Hi, bitch, hi,
Hi, bitch, hi,
I do not it or roll it (no)
It do not when I pour it (no)
I do not run, I it
I do not save it, I it
White J's, white
wrist, white horse
Hi, bitch, hi,
Hi, bitch, hi,