This is a song about "Credit cards"

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

It was like balancing a house of cards on a crooked table,

Though, i'll give these rappers some credit

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Finish line with the tire marks

Ace in the club yea we dealin cards

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

I'm everything that they call nice

Apologetic forget it give credit

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

My metaphors, will surprise u like free credit score

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

All on the furniture with no regards

Shards, everything is just a house of manic cards.

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,