[Intro]
C-C-Cuff your chick
D-D-DJ Ill Will
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
If looks could kill, you'd be a killer
If love was a drug, you'd be my dealer
'Cause I love how you make me feel
Let's hit the club k-k-keep it real
H.B.I.C., head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C., head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C., head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C., head bitch in charge
[Verse 1: Bobby Brackins]
Come chill with a playa', go hard like a r=Raider
Allergic to the haters, get rings like a Laker
I'm a fool with the paper, I got rich neighbors
She ready, I'm ready, in the bed I'll do favors
Girl, you gotta return 'em, money burn none
I bought things, don't nеver return 'em
I don't need two-top, back see through
Ballin' еveryday, girl, you know how we doo
Boo, you a boss, I'll introduce you to my people
H.B.I.C., honey, let me beat though
Sip until we out of it, champagne bubbly
We never runnin' out of it
C-C-Cuff your chick
D-D-DJ Ill Will
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
If looks could kill, you'd be a killer
If love was a drug, you'd be my dealer
'Cause I love how you make me feel
Let's hit the club k-k-keep it real
H.B.I.C., head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C., head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C., head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C., head bitch in charge
[Verse 1: Bobby Brackins]
Come chill with a playa', go hard like a r=Raider
Allergic to the haters, get rings like a Laker
I'm a fool with the paper, I got rich neighbors
She ready, I'm ready, in the bed I'll do favors
Girl, you gotta return 'em, money burn none
I bought things, don't nеver return 'em
I don't need two-top, back see through
Ballin' еveryday, girl, you know how we doo
Boo, you a boss, I'll introduce you to my people
H.B.I.C., honey, let me beat though
Sip until we out of it, champagne bubbly
We never runnin' out of it
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