Hi Bich

* Original
* Remix

## Music Video

"**Hi Bich**" is a song Bhad Bhabie. It was released on September 22, 2017 as the lead single from her debut mixtape *15*, and it peaked at number 68 on the *Billboard* Hot 100 on October 21, 2017.The single went gold on March 28, 2018. It was ranked 101st on *The Fader*'s "101 Best Songs of 2017".

## Music video

The official music video, which was directed by Iqbal Ahmed was posted to Bhabie's YouTube channel on September 21, 2017. In the music video, Bhabie is shown as the defendant in a court case. Chaos breaks out in the court room, and in the next scene she is shown strapped into an electric chair and appears to be electrocuted. In the following scene, Bhabie is seen in a wedding dress in the back of a white Porsche being pulled by a white stallion. The video appears in the same upload as the music video for her next single, "Whachu Know".

## Remix

On February 1, 2018, a remix of Hi Bich was posted to World Star Hip Hop's official YouTube channel. The remix featured Rich the Kid, YBN Nahmir, and Asian Doll. The music video was originally intended to feature YBN Nahmir, but he was removed from the video before its initial release due to a scheduling conflict and replaced with rapper MadeinTYO.

## Lyrics

* Original
* Remix
* Remix (video version)

**[Intro]**

Oh my God, Ronny

**[Chorus]**

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 (No, no)

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

**[Verse]**

Please stop, please stop, please stop, please stop! (Stop that shit)

That fit look like you bought it at a kiosk (Was it on sale though?)

And they got the nerve to ask, "Why she hot?" (She hot)

Why you countin' all that money that we got?

I ain't worried 'bout no basic bitches

All y'all look like you still fly Spirit

All y'all must not've looked in the mirror

All y'all lookin' but the windows tinted like... (Hi, bitch)

I don't know what made all y'all haters (Hi, bitch)

Play if you want, but you know I ain't playin' like...

**[Chorus]**

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 (No, no)

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

**[Outro]**

Grown as hell and you still hatin'?

I look at you and thank God, I made it like...

Hi, bitch

Hi, bitch

**[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

**[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir]**

Lil' n\*gga, got bands in my pocket

You lil' n\*ggas 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 n\*gga's bitch on a Sunday

One night, then I pass her back Monday

Lil' n\*gga 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

**[Verse 2: Rich The Kid & Bhad Bhabie]**

Ayy, ayy (hi, bitch, rich)

She ain't got FaceTime, I'ma Skype it (what?)

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

Drop an all white Bentley on my right wrist

I might take her on the jet if I like it (woah)

Side bitch, Kylie

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

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

Fuck that, bitch, my pinky ring 3D (ice)

Young CEO, I could sign ya

Quarter mil' on my neck, I'ma blind ya (woah)

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

Bitch bad, still buyin' no purses (hell no)

**[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]**

White J's, white Porsche

White wrist, white horse

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch

Hi, bitch, hi, bitch

**[Verse 3: Asian Da Brat]**

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, like I'm 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 a bitch for the hype

Real pretty, beat her ass in a street fight

You 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 want no drama, yeah that's on my mama, commas

Commas run on sentences are running 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

Yeah, they know what's up

Bitches that hold no position, come at me, fall in my mentions

Hoes be thirsty for attention, knock a ho out this dimension

Then continue my ascension (why you so mad?)

How you hoes livin' with no purpose?

I be pumpin' 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)

Understand, a year ago I really had nothing (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, source of their misery

(Let your kids listen to me!)

Ho, I do a million views 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, ho!)

**[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

**[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

**[Verse 1: MadeInTYO]**

Yuh, Prada my T when I pop out, huh

Racks in my pockets, I stand out (yea)

You a dub, I'm the man now (skrr-skrr)

Hi bitch, never needed a hand out

Louis Vuitton, I do sandals (shit)

Couple of racks, doing good (racks)

Watch how she rub on my wood, (ew)

I know a thottie she would, ooh

She wanna hear that New Freezer, huh

Spanish bitch, yeah, mamacita, huh

Take a bitch to Costa Rica, huh

Hi Bich blowing out your speakers, huh

Private, Chanel on my eyelids

Got a bad bitch, don't try it (skrr-skrr)

Yeah, I take her to the island (sauce)

Phone on silent (racks)

Got the racks and I'm vibin' (brrr)

Need the Rollie with the diamonds (racks)

Check out, perfect timing (bling blaow)

**[Verse 2: Rich The Kid & Bhad Bhabie]**

Ayy, ayy (hi, bitch, rich)

She ain't got FaceTime, I'ma Skype it (what?)

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

Drop an all white Bentley on my right wrist

I might take her on the jet if I like it (woah)

Side bitch, Kylie

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

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

Fuck that, bitch, my pinky ring 3D (ice)

Young CEO, I could sign ya

Quarter mil' on my neck, I'ma blind ya (woah)

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

Bitch bad, still buyin' no purses (hell no)

**[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 want no drama, commas, no commas

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

Yeah, they know what's up

Bitches that hold no position, come at me, fall in my mentions

Hoes be thirsty for attention, knock a ho out this dimension

Then continue my ascension (why you so mad?)

How you hoes livin' with no purpose?

I be pumpin' 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)

Understand, a year ago I really had nothing' (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, source of their misery

(Let your kids listen to me!)

Ho, I do a million views 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, ho!)

**[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