Track name: GOOD CREDIT
Artist: Playboi Carti, Kendrick Lamar
Album: I Am Music
Release Date: March 14, 2025
Genre: Hip-hop / Rap / Trap
Good Credit Kendrick Lamar Playboi Carti Lyrics
Good credit (‘Cause I’m—)
Now, I’m about to apply for Home Depot credit
Now, I got a thirty five thousand dollar credit
We got a temporary receipt
All I gotta do is show her to the cashier
And she gon’ let it slide through
All I gotta do is show her to the cashier
And she gon’ let it slide through
I’m seein’ that ho out the water
I’m seein’ it came out the lake, look at these diamonds, they water
I’m sayin’ I don’t wait for no pussy, the pussy on me, I’ma cut her
She tryna be part of my schedule, I told her, “Ho, come back tomorrow”
I been feelin’ myself all day, I told lil’ twin, “Call Latto”
Oh, piercings all on my lips, you know I can’t kiss no ho
Outside, I roll them dice, I’m pourin’ two pints on the floor
I was in Paris tryna catch a vibe, I fucked around and seen a ho
Tattoos all on my face, you know you’re not safe
I know killers, all in the A, they do what I say
Hoes just text my phone, she wanna come by, but this not the place
I’m a alien off that molly, I see stars, I see space
Key one, my swag, I got the whole world on sixes, you too late
I got too many flows, everybody on wait
Once I get on that road, nobody gon’ wait
Uh, movin’ on molly, uh, movin’ on molly, uh, movin’ on molly
Pass out them boulders, movin’ them boulders
Pass out them boulders, movin’ them boulders
Yeah, I fucked her crazy, yeah, I fucked her crazy, crazy
Pass out them boulders, movin’ them boulders
Pass out them boulders, movin’ them boulders
Sins on my body
Sins on my body and that’s on my kids, I kid with nobody, huh
You know what this is, the vamps and the boogies, we jugg through the party
What you listening to is that, Homixide, Homixide
The Patek is flooded, but way over budget, I lose it on tour, uh
I would’ve said, “Fuck you too,” but you knew what the list was for
Haha, ha-haha, haha
Havin’ it my way like Usher, dog, red, blue diamond like gusher, dog
Upscoring on you niggas like Rucker, dog
I’m sore, ’cause I got it off the muscle, dog (Frrah, frrah)
(Streets ready for this shit right here)
Sleeves, drop, drop, drop, schyeah, schyeah, watch, watch
Elliante chain go big, white gold link fall on the belly
The emerald cuff for hers and his, that bitch on point like A$AP Relli
I’m talking about— ah
The numbers says nothing, the money is nothing, I really been held my promise
Say Kenny been heavy out West and I carry the weight, nigga, I’m Luka Dončić
Conspiracy theories is given, but I must admit it, you got the wrong person
They bundling main Chicago slang, which one of you niggas a merchant?
Merchant, merchant, yeah, merchant
Cardo my evil twin, Carti my evil twin
My skin is smoother, my teeth is whiter, my stride is longer, my thoughts is brighter
The hate get realer, the love get fake, but when you this great, that’s how you should like it
Uh, movin’ them boulders, uh, movin’ them boulders, uh, movin’ them boulders, uh
Uh, movin’ them boulders, uh, movin’ them boulders, uh, movin’ them boulders, uh
Too legitly good credit
Now it’s time to order a loan card
