This is a song about "Collateral credit"

Anxious but laughable rappers, passing collateral status

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress

You gotta have cash if you credit the visa,

And if the cops come, i just hit amnesia

While guys were wastin time credit

About some tyga beef shit

Got tired of running from the police

No credit card... yet i still got late fees

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

So give credit to my lack of ethics as you're dropping your jaws.

Apologetic forget it give credit

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

But i treat hoes like credit collecters when they call i don't answer em

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

A good person just to get credit when you want something

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing