B gav - Who Needs a Hit?

{Intro}
You know how it is man
Just got to round 247 on Bloons
You know how it is
Also, I've never been on shit
Never will be on shit, I will never do shit
Also, fuck Thomas Addotta

{Chorus}
Hop on this beat like "Who needs a hit?"
Closet bipolar it keep throwin' fits
Boy can't rap, think he should quit
He be in the studio not cookin' shit
Thought he was up, flip that script
Just like a puddle, bitch I'm drip
Song was ass, shit was a skip
With no gangs, I'm not a Crip

{Verse 1}
Walkin' 'em down just like Kemba
You are not with us, you not a member
Bitch I'm the goat, born in December
Rolling with Holy, born in September
In my city, feel like Batman
Droppin' bombs like I'm in Iran
Konnichiwa like from Japan
Bitch I'm a playmaker stick to the plan

{Bridge}
I'm Indeed- (haha)
I'm indeed addicted to winning (haha)
My addiction to winning is too big (haha)
Another thing I'm addicted to is being a munch (haha)

{Verse 2}
My ops live in North Carolina
My bitch bad like Blac Chyna
Can't punch me I'm a minor
Reading like I got the Steiner
Bitch I'm broke got no designer
But it don't matter cause my bitch finer
Choppa sing like it in a choir (aaaa)
Making hits like I'm a 49er

{Chorus}
Hop on this beat like "Who needs a hit?"
Closet bipolar it keep throwin' fits
Boy can't rap, think he should quit
He be in the studio not cookin' shit
Thought he was up, flip that script
Just like a puddle, bitch I'm drip
Song was ass, shit was a skip
With no gangs, I'm not a Crip

{Verse 3: Holy}
I said with no gangs, I ain't a Crip
Walk down boys leave 'em in a ditch
Five by five my shooters never miss
My Glocks might be gay cause they finna kiss
Finna school the boy then his ass dismissed
Broke up with that bitch but she still gonna reminisce
I'm quicker than a cobra the way that I hit
Shit on these boys like I'm boutta piss
Dropped his body right in that abyss
My shooters lights out like it's an eclipse
I said (?...) like he Michael Jack
Left his ass prayin bro please don't stand back
Told his bitch ass don't try that shit again cause I never lack
Yeah I said I never lack
Gone off the drugs might O.D
Gone off the Percs God help me
I said I wonder who really gon' ride with me
Like stay ten toes or die with me
R.I.P. who will fly with me
This shit ain't a game ain't gon' slide with me
Don't try to run you can't hide from me
When I'm down who gonna provide for me
When it's my time who really gonna cry for me

{Bridge}
Like this shit get real personal
Like, I just need my day ones to really ride for me
Because, shit gets serious and nobody gon' ride for me
Nobody gon' cry for me
Imma need me, Imma still be me

{Verse 4: Holy}
Imma run to the pack like a touchdown
Man they really gon' hate cause I'm up now
I'm smoking good tree man it's so loud
I got big so quick and they asking "how"
That shit got to me ain't much to say now
They always asking "how was your day" now
Pockets fat like Santa cause I'm finna sleigh now
They always doubt it but now they gotta believe it
Shit's so crazy to me like am I dreaming
Like is this how it seems, is this how it go
I scammed his ass for the low low low
They tryna copy me but that's a no no no
I'm one of a kind I've been doin' it
Your bitch wanna fuck and I'm doin' it
They always asking like how am I doin' it