CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Credit Score
Got in the club with my strap, I ain't get checked by security
Touched my first $10,000 and I ain't even hit puberty
I don't even f**kin' juug no more, stop accusing me
Is you n***as really gettin' money or not, stop confusing me
Making rap money, of course I got the strap dummy
I'm with my slime n***as, they wipe your nose like it's runnin'
Just seen one of my opps in my hood, he got to runnin'
That n***a ran like a b*t*h soon as he seen me comin'
Paid $200 for a quarter blowing bubblegum
The hoes don't be responding to your DMs 'cause you a f**kin' bum
I told your b*t*h to get off me, I'm 'bout to f**kin' c*m
Just bought a new glizzy and it came with a fifty drum
Just paid for a b*t*h nails it was fifty dollars
I got fifty hoes' numbers so everyday I got fifty problems
I'm tryna have a house party, bring fifty condoms
I just bought a fire a** piece, it cost me fifty dollars
Walk in Walmart so I can buy a burnt out computer
The feds burnt my IP so I just use the WiFi in Hooters
How you was a good student back in school but turned into a shooter?
They banned my f**kin' phone now I can't even download Uber
I'm bout to play that Jaiswan song 'cause yo b*t*h a chooser
You was crying 'cause you took a f**kin' loss boy you a loser
I just caught your b*t*h cheatin' boy you need to lose her
At first you was in your bag boy but you f**kin' lost it
Ordered a blank credit card online then I embossed it
Just got this white n***a information, it say he live in Boston
I hate my f**kin' weed man 'cause his sh*t always have me coughin'
Put a hole in a n***a head and nickname his a** 'Dolphin'
This white n***a be buyin' all my f**kin' BINs, I think his name Austin
Ever since my last mixtape, I think I f**kin' lost it
Told my cousin to hold this money for me and he f**kin' lost it
And I remember I lost some money that day, I almost f**kin' popped him
Chop a n***a head off and kick it like we playin' soccer
I'd rather use my strap on a n***a 'cause I'm not a boxer
Thought he was gettin' iPhones but I sent empty boxes
I dumped my old b*t*h 'cause the f**kin' relationship was toxic
Just bought a brand new strap, I'm 'bout to go and pop it
I got some fire a** music just wait 'till I drop it
I just got a fire a** promo from Blac Chyna
I got it that one time when she was in a relationship wit' Tyga
I only invested $1,500, made $15,000
Go and boost up fifteen people credit score, get fifteen houses
I had to cut this one b*t*h off 'cause she was too childish
Everybody in the city f**ked yo b*t*h, she got a lotta mileage
I'm 'bout to go and get a rental, it got zero mileage
But soon as I'm done with it, gon' have 100,000
All it take is ten days to make $100,000
I might stop doin' fraud and just go sell 100 verses
I think I got about 100 hoes, I need 100 purses
I robbed about 100 n***as, so that's 100 curses
Seen a opp in public and I left him dead on the surface
Can't be around broke n***as, I think I'm allergic
Touched my first $10,000 and I ain't even hit puberty
I don't even f**kin' juug no more, stop accusing me
Is you n***as really gettin' money or not, stop confusing me
Making rap money, of course I got the strap dummy
I'm with my slime n***as, they wipe your nose like it's runnin'
Just seen one of my opps in my hood, he got to runnin'
That n***a ran like a b*t*h soon as he seen me comin'
Paid $200 for a quarter blowing bubblegum
The hoes don't be responding to your DMs 'cause you a f**kin' bum
I told your b*t*h to get off me, I'm 'bout to f**kin' c*m
Just bought a new glizzy and it came with a fifty drum
Just paid for a b*t*h nails it was fifty dollars
I got fifty hoes' numbers so everyday I got fifty problems
I'm tryna have a house party, bring fifty condoms
I just bought a fire a** piece, it cost me fifty dollars
Walk in Walmart so I can buy a burnt out computer
The feds burnt my IP so I just use the WiFi in Hooters
How you was a good student back in school but turned into a shooter?
They banned my f**kin' phone now I can't even download Uber
I'm bout to play that Jaiswan song 'cause yo b*t*h a chooser
You was crying 'cause you took a f**kin' loss boy you a loser
I just caught your b*t*h cheatin' boy you need to lose her
At first you was in your bag boy but you f**kin' lost it
Ordered a blank credit card online then I embossed it
Just got this white n***a information, it say he live in Boston
I hate my f**kin' weed man 'cause his sh*t always have me coughin'
Put a hole in a n***a head and nickname his a** 'Dolphin'
This white n***a be buyin' all my f**kin' BINs, I think his name Austin
Ever since my last mixtape, I think I f**kin' lost it
Told my cousin to hold this money for me and he f**kin' lost it
And I remember I lost some money that day, I almost f**kin' popped him
Chop a n***a head off and kick it like we playin' soccer
I'd rather use my strap on a n***a 'cause I'm not a boxer
Thought he was gettin' iPhones but I sent empty boxes
I dumped my old b*t*h 'cause the f**kin' relationship was toxic
Just bought a brand new strap, I'm 'bout to go and pop it
I got some fire a** music just wait 'till I drop it
I just got a fire a** promo from Blac Chyna
I got it that one time when she was in a relationship wit' Tyga
I only invested $1,500, made $15,000
Go and boost up fifteen people credit score, get fifteen houses
I had to cut this one b*t*h off 'cause she was too childish
Everybody in the city f**ked yo b*t*h, she got a lotta mileage
I'm 'bout to go and get a rental, it got zero mileage
But soon as I'm done with it, gon' have 100,000
All it take is ten days to make $100,000
I might stop doin' fraud and just go sell 100 verses
I think I got about 100 hoes, I need 100 purses
I robbed about 100 n***as, so that's 100 curses
Seen a opp in public and I left him dead on the surface
Can't be around broke n***as, I think I'm allergic
