Luyện nghe bài hát Hi Bich (Remix)

Oh my God,
[Chorus: 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 drip when I it (no)
I do not run, I it
I do not it, I throw it
White J's, Porsche
White wrist, horse
Hi, bitch, hi,
Hi, bitch, hi,

1: YBN Nahmir]
Lil' nigga, got in my pocket
You niggas broke
All that flexin', just it
I cop me an Audi, top, I'ma drop it
I pick up your bitch, now them panties keep
I'll a nigga's bitch on a Sunday
One night, then I pass her back
Lil' nigga want smoke, then it's
Caught him in the field, left him on the
We packin', you lackin', you talkin', so
we finna get on that
That pistol be hot, it go in slow
That blower, you know it got blow
I'm stickin' you up, bro takin' you
Since you flexin' you got that
We run through the back, get hit with Mac
We got guns like Baghdad

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

3: Asian Doll]
Bitches
on dick, she not better than me
Pop out, lil' birdie, you with a beak
Send your location, then to me
been hangin' diamonds on my face
Kick her to the curb, she gang anyway
Asian on the beat, then the beat gets
I took it offensive, so watch you say
Hi, bitch, got a .30, try it
Ball out the mall, I'm like Kobe, buy shit
Sick of 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 hoes like a pink kite, Doll!

[Interlude: Bhad
Bitch!
You mad, ho
Why you so mad ,ho?

[Verse 4: Bhad
Ho, don't try me
Yeah, that's on my mama's
Commas run on 10, I run it up
Never wanna up, I don't do McDonald's
Fuck crazy you I'm breakin' necks when I'm pullin' up (skrrt)
All my numbers lookin'
Now the blogs out praises
Got the world usin' my
keep my name in their mouth
Hope it tastes like when they say it (don't say my name, bitch)
Barrin' out, I got Xans in me, no
but I'm ballin' like a damn CEO
Bentley truck, said don't a fuck
Came from the street, Beach
Shit, they what's up
Bitches that no position
Come at me, in my mentions
Hoes be for attention
Knock a hoe out dimension
Then continue my (why you so mad?)
How you hoes livin' with no
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, really had (shit)
Shit, but now I'm breakin' records and I'm makin' (wow)
How can they me? I swear it's a mystery
Parents so of me, shouts to their misery
(Let kids listen to me!)
Ho, I do on a slow day
And I ain't gotta go to like a snow day
But my... in the stu so it's
Bank account like a lick
Broke ho, you look you sick
Slide on the like it's slick
Bitch don't me to Iggy
That old ho is and I'm lit
Wouldn't pay her to wash up my
(Bye, bitch, bye, hoe!)

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