This is a song about "Credit union"

About some tyga beef shit

Unlimited credit

Im no angel, my hoes like a sega

You gotta have cash if you credit the visa,

We can make more, make babies

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

Death is the credit to terrorists / severing heads of degenerates

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

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

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip

Though, i'll give these rappers some credit

Even get it but forget it i do this shit for college credit and when i get my

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

His name is eminem, i would have to credit him