Credit Daddy

you met him at the rooftop thing Perfect angles Perfect teeth Perfect ring light grin You liked his friends more than his jokes Scrolling while he spoke He tagged you in a story You felt seen You loved the table Not the team Another night Another staged laugh You’re his plus-one Not his better half Credit daddy Swipe that heart Buying clout at the candy cart You want love but you’ll take the hype Trade your soul for a couple likes Credit daddy “he’s my type” More followers than actual life If it’s all on loan When the bill comes due Will the street still ride with you? You practice faces in the backseat glass Perfect pout for the backstage pass You know his playlist Not his fears You fake a future for his peers He says “baby We’re a perfect match” You’re just worried ‘bout the comments batch If he ghosts Will they ghost you too? Is your worth stuck to his view? Credit daddy Swipe that heart Buying clout at the candy cart You want love but you’ll take the hype Trade your soul for a couple likes Credit daddy “he’s my type” More followers than actual life If it’s all on loan When the bill comes due Will the street still ride with you? You don’t love him You love the guest list (hey!) You love the wristband Not the wrist (woah) All your feelings on a payment plan Afraid they’ll cut you off again What happens when the likes run late? When it’s just you and your real name? Credit daddy Swipe that heart Buying clout at the candy cart You want love but you’ll take the hype Trade your soul for a couple likes Credit daddy “he’s my type” More followers than actual life If it’s all on loan When the bill comes due Will the street still ride with you? Will the street still ride with you?