Lyrics:
I just got a call from my bank
I said hello they said good morning sir we think
You've been hit by credit fraud I told em nah
I'm just living life,
just caught up playing
So I don't wanna know
Oh
How far this could go
Oh
So I'ma let you go
Oh
End of show let the credits roll
Yeah I don't wanna
Screenshot edit filter credit
Girl go get it girl go flex it
And you’re just taking
Pictures stunting hashtag London
Moonlight Settings movies weddings
I got the drip, she got the drip, you know we lit, yeah
I wanna hit, she let me hit, I never miss, yeah
Hennessy, his and her’s, his and her’s
Credit
Endless Credits
Endless Credit
Endless Credits
Hey hey hey
I can't stop crying
As I sit in the seat
And I watch my life film
Looping out on
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much does it cost to get a piece?
Cash, Card, or Credit card if she want it mi have to pay the cost
Cash, Card, or Credit card if mi want it mi have
the fame now like all my n- told me
I'm a boss now
I like flexing with my men
Come and take a beer then add the credit to my name
Doing this mean time 'fore
On my tab
Keep your credit, keep your credit
Put that, put that on my tab
Put that, put that on my tab baby
On my tab
Keep your credit, keep got cash cash
Credit or Cash
Hook - 1
Come here put your face in my lap
Suck me dry till this nut hit you back
Counting 100s she smoke out the pack
I got good
words
I'm EazyElz case you ain't heard
What more can I really do
I'm getting credit cause credits due
Give credit when credits due
I ain't gonna change
much does it cost to get a piece?
Cash, Card, or Credit card if she want it mi have to pay the cost
Cash, Card, or Credit card if mi want it mi have
scouting never make no offers
Damn I should've listened to my bro he told me dawg her
Every time my heart get next to hoes it get softer
Looking at my credit
Rifle with the scope that's the new muscle
Credit card scam that's the new hustle
Hating ass nigga yea you been a buster
Tell them we been working,
take credit for the come up
Yea you know I gotta look up to God
Now they callin' me a young Boss
Authentic we ain't never been fraud
Shawty say I look
I got this name TOMMYXWHITE
When I was super high
You should've seen the look in my eyes
Yes I was off of it
My credit card always decline
But that
Missed calls
Am I gunna call back
What a waste of credit
Said it, I'm not on a contract
Missed calls
I never do return em
Never call them back
Behind them a ruckuss of pure evil forms
Credit Cards are a product of Satan
Mammon himself prints your bank statement
Credit Cards are a product of Satan
God
Thank you
Thank you Jesus
Thank you Jesus
Thank you
Thank you Father
For raising me up with Christ
I could never
Take credit for this life
In
papiers, taille tes p'tits crayons
Refuse deux ou trois crédits d'un coup de tampon
Remplis tes p'tits papiers, taille tes p'tits crayons
Refuse deux ou
think of all the ways
That I could endeavor
*To live* a life that's better
And Work for someone who
Understands a hustle
And knows when credit's due
Stop!
Everybody Take Credit!
Everybody Take Credit!
Everybody Take Credit!
Take Credit!
Take Credit!
Take Credit!
Everybody in the Band!
Take Credit
Go get it
Stay with the bando fetish
Bust on my ting
Got gloves and my cling
Made racks off of ten pound credit
Who said it?
Eye for an eye, can't
if you're not sure
Points of interest and buzzing words
Manipulating the machismo score
Shut up you bastards I know what I'm doing
Now give me credit
all night, cutting up edits
Watching the credits to find (credits to find)
Direction in my existence
It's just a story I don't quite believe
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