This is a song about "Credit"

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

But yall won't give me credit, like you have a lot of debts to pay

Apologetic forget it give credit

I just wanna be higher than that

Unlimited credit

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

His name is eminem, i would have to credit him

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

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

I'm everything that they call nice

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

He might have the same whip

While guys were wastin time credit

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

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