Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore
My metaphors, will surprise u like free credit score
Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit
Though, i'll give these rappers some credit
Apologetic forget it give credit
Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit
And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay
But yall won't give me credit, like you have a lot of debts to pay
While guys were wastin time credit
No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit
Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when
But i treat hoes like credit collecters when they call i don't answer em
I don't rap to get the women or respected, fuck the credit.
It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit
But now i'm pointin the finger at police
No credit card... yet i still got late fees
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