This is a song about "You hit"

What up girl, tell me how you been

Hit em how do you function?

You might decline the hit list's catch

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

You are still kitsch, tryin' to make an ill hit,

Can i hit you up tonight

Me and you i think we should ride

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

A cluster fuck of cluster bombs hit ya crew, a few hit you

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Than hit you wit the ko like ali

Bread crumbs in her cooch so you know i had to hit

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

You appear as if you care

Them bullets hit you everywhere