(*talking*)
It's repo time motherfucker
If you owe me, I'm here to collect
All that roaching and reaching
I'm fin to put a stop to this shit nigga
Trae the Truth, Asshole By motherfucking Nature
Don't use my motherfucking name, for no pass out here
I ain't putting no stamp on that shit
[Trae]
Bitch I'm here to collect and flipping on Patrone, in a '67
I got the trunk stocked up like the law, but shit gaurunteed to make a felon
So it ain't shit to be talking about, unless it's money your checking
Or the fact they ass about to get touched up, in about less than three seconds
If you owe me you better pay me mine, or get served like some gangsta shit
But I think you better think a bit, and remember I'm a gangsta bitch
All these niggas roaching my name and my face, like I fuck's with they ass
I bet they switch it up, with this right foot of mine stuck up they ass
I'm like a problem, that'll come get a nigga when he least expect it
Ain't no friends in this bidness, just money and power respected
I don't do no credit or give no loan, and don't do no consignment
If I do it's on the block, to lead you in coffin confinement
And I ain't thinking twice, my advice nigga pay the price
Why you capping trying to wear that ice, try me and you can pay for life
I'm Trae the Truth, and I'm the one that they told you to dodge
Cause it's A.B.N., and we issue ass whooping's for a job
It's repo time motherfucker
If you owe me, I'm here to collect
All that roaching and reaching
I'm fin to put a stop to this shit nigga
Trae the Truth, Asshole By motherfucking Nature
Don't use my motherfucking name, for no pass out here
I ain't putting no stamp on that shit
[Trae]
Bitch I'm here to collect and flipping on Patrone, in a '67
I got the trunk stocked up like the law, but shit gaurunteed to make a felon
So it ain't shit to be talking about, unless it's money your checking
Or the fact they ass about to get touched up, in about less than three seconds
If you owe me you better pay me mine, or get served like some gangsta shit
But I think you better think a bit, and remember I'm a gangsta bitch
All these niggas roaching my name and my face, like I fuck's with they ass
I bet they switch it up, with this right foot of mine stuck up they ass
I'm like a problem, that'll come get a nigga when he least expect it
Ain't no friends in this bidness, just money and power respected
I don't do no credit or give no loan, and don't do no consignment
If I do it's on the block, to lead you in coffin confinement
And I ain't thinking twice, my advice nigga pay the price
Why you capping trying to wear that ice, try me and you can pay for life
I'm Trae the Truth, and I'm the one that they told you to dodge
Cause it's A.B.N., and we issue ass whooping's for a job
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