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Need No Help
Hip-Hop/Rap
Need No Help was released on August 22, 2025 by 347 as a part of the album Tachysensia
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Release DateAugust 22, 2025
Label347
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christian Burgess
Christian Burgess
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Burgess
Christian Burgess
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christian Burgess
Christian Burgess
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, I'm the boss of this shit, I need no help
We show you how we move, then you go run and tell
I work everyday cause I know I couldn't fail
You can smell it on me cause this gas like to yell
I say what I want, I'ma stick to it like gel
And she lookin' great cause she look like caramel
And when I'm in the towns, I'ma say hi to Michelle
I put this shit together cause I stay by myself
Got my weight up, I ain't really need a scale
Don't ever text my phone like that, you better tuck your tail
These **** actin' different, better put me in a cell
Free all of my **** that be stuck inside them jails
Don't try to run inside this crib, you gon' catch a shell
You tryna catch up to me, but you move like a snail
I'll burn all my bridges like my first name, Mikal
He always give out good advice, shout out Ruggarell
Yeah, I'm the boss of this shit, I need no help
We show you how we move, then you go run and tell
I work everyday cause I know I couldn't fail
You can smell it on me cause this gas like to yell
Me and all my **** on that block, we militant
Don't try to put your hands on me, you gon' be a Vic
I'm hearin' shit inside my head, it's like I got a tick
Lil' boys playin' fire, ****, go put down that stick
She don't get her dress, then she throwin' a whole fit
She can leave me lone cause I don't give a shit
I tell her what she wanna hear, I'm only tryna hit
You movin' super slimy, wipe your nose like you got sick
Leavin' out the States just to smoke a whole zip
Pushin' up on me, I'ma dump the whole clip
Goin' to New York just to smoke a fuckin' Nick
I really like that ARP cause it got no kick
I ain't buyin' shit, she must've thought I was a trick
She screamin' onomatopoeias like an ad-lib
She playin' with my body, musta forgot I was Chris
And when she leave the crib, I want her to blow kiss
Written by: Christian Burgess
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