Hi Bich (remix) Lyrics - Asian Doll

[Intro] 

Oh my God, Ronny 

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie] 

White J's, white Porsche 

White wrist, white horse 

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch 

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch 

I do not sniff it or roll it (no) 

It do not drip when I pour it (no) 

I do not run, I reload it 

I do not save it, I throw it 

White J's, white Porsche 

White wrist, white horse 

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch 

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch 

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[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir] 

Lil' nigga, got bands in my pocket 

You lil' niggas broke 

All that flexin', just stop it 

I cop me an Audi, that top, I'ma drop it 

I pick up your bitch, now them panties keep droppin' 

I'll fuck a nigga's bitch on a Sunday 

One night, then I pass her back Monday 

Lil' nigga want smoke, then it's gunplay 

Caught him in the field, left him on the runway 

We packin', you lackin', you talkin', so bitch 

Yeah we finna get on that 

That pistol be hot, it go in slow motion 

That blower, you know it got blow back 

I'm stickin' you up, bro takin' you down 

Since you flexin' like you got that 

We run through the back, get hit with this Mac 

We got guns like it's Baghdad 

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[Verse 2: Rich The Kid & Bhad Bhabie] 

Ayy, ayy (hi, bitch) 

She ain't got FaceTime, I'ma Skype it 

Get her head one time, tell her, "Bye, bitch" 

Drop an all white Bentley on my right wrist 

I might take her on the jet if I like it 

Side bitch, Kylie 

If I dick her one time, what she gon' buy me? 

Come straight out the sky like I'm E.T 

Fuck that, bitch, my pinky ring 3D 

Young CEO, I could sign ya 

Quarter mil' on my neck, I'ma blind ya 

Cut her off, she ain't havin' no purpose 

Bitch bad, still buyin' no purses 

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie] 

White J's, white Porsche 

White wrist, white horse 

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch 

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch 

[Verse 3: Asian Doll] 

Bitches deceased 

Smokin' on dick, she not better than me 

Pop out, lil' birdie, you speak with a beak 

Send your location, then Uber to me 

Bitches been hangin' diamonds on my face 

Kick her to the curb, she ain't gang anyway 

Asian on the beat, then the beat gets slayed 

I took it offensive, so watch what you say 

Hi, bitch, got a .30, don't try it 

Ball out the mall, I'm like Kobe, just buy shit 

Sick of these bitches, they lie quick 

Clip shoot a movie, now talkers, directors, you dyin' 

Send her ass on a hike 

I don't wanna kick it with her, bitch for the hype 

Real pretty, beat her ass in a street fight 

Know I'm flyer than these hoes like a pink kite, Asian Doll! 

[Interlude: Bhad Bhabie] 

Bitch! 

You mad, ho 

Why you so mad ,ho? 

[Verse 4: Bhad Bhabie] 

Ho, don't wanna try me 

Yeah, that's on my mama's chromosome 

Commas run on 10, since I run it up 

Never wanna line up, I don't do McDonald's 

Fuck crazy you know I'm breakin' necks when I'm pullin' up (skrrt) 

All my numbers lookin' outrageous 

Now the blogs handin' out praises 

Got the world usin' my phrases 

Hoes keep my name in their mouth 

Hope it tastes like shit when they say it (don't say my name, bitch) 

Barrin' out, I ain't got Xans in me, no 

Young but I'm ballin' like a damn CEO 

Bentley truck, said don't give a fuck 

Came from the street, Boynton Beach 

Shit, they know what's up 

Bitches that hold no position 

Come at me, fall in my mentions 

Hoes be thirsty for attention 

Knock a hoe out this dimension 

Then continue my ascension (why you so mad?) 

How you hoes livin' with no purpose? 

I be puttin' venom in my verses 

Bitch, you worthless 

You ain't fuckin' with my worst shit 

Doubted me, now it's all comin' together like cursive (like cursive, bitch) 

$50K a show, I'm doin' 30 of 'em 

5 million by the summer, keep the numbers runnin' 

Bitches showin' everything, I be understuntin' (damn) 

Understandin' your regard, really had nothin' (shit) 

Shit, but now I'm breakin' records and I'm makin' history (wow) 

How can they stop me? I swear it's a mystery 

Parents so sick of me, shouts to their misery 

(Let your kids listen to me!) 

Ho, I do millions on a slow day 

And I ain't gotta go to school like a snow day 

But my... in the stu so it's okay 

Bank account look like a lick 

Broke ho, you look like you sick 

Slide on the beat like it's slick 

Bitch don't compare me to Iggy 

That old ho is washed and I'm lit 

Wouldn't pay her to wash up my whip 

(Bye, broke bitch, bye, hoe!) 

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie] 

White J's, white Porsche 

White wrist, white horse 

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch 

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch 

I do not sniff it or roll it (no) 

It do not drip when I pour it (no) 

I do not run, I reload it 

I do not save it, I throw it 

White J's, white Porsche 

White wrist, white horse 

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch 

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch