Is you Is you rollin'? Is you Is you rollin'? Bitch I might be, bitch I be Bitch I be, bitch I might be
Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up Bitch I might be, I might be I might be, bitch I might be
East Atlanta slum, man, is I come from Pass bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue Now everything was 'til your bitch came in 'Bout the same time that that kicked in
Now she ain't really pretty but she got a nice I'm geeked up thinkin' this the Body' Ain't your name Lil' Trina? 'Cause you look Janet Jackson I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin' for action
Mane, you stupid man, I love the way you flowin' Ridin' in my drop but I don't where I'm goin' On two eighty five I ridin' in a circle The inside of my ride smellin' like a of purple
Gucci is your time give me five more And a cold juice 'cause I'm really really trippin' Went to the strip and request that I'm da man The next thing you I was throwin' rubber bands
Is you Is you rollin'? Is you Is you rollin'? I might be, bitch I might be Bitch I might be, bitch I be
Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up Bitch I might be, I might be Bitch I might be, I might be
Bitch I might be hiffie, I'm from California and this might be and run up on 'em nigga I'll your size, you wear my size I got a big mac, let's make french
I'm high as a plane, pop a pill, disappear David Blaine back on the track with Gucci Mane I got ten pillz, ten hoes, I'ma run a chu-chu All through Atlanta, my new nickname is Gucci
I let 'em swallow, I show 'em how to use it man Want to take my [Incomprehensible], themselves a [Incomprehensible] chain You got some bad bitches I suggest you do the Treat my like my cars, drop 'em in blow they brains
Wash 'em up then blow brains If she swallow the whole bat and the she can roll with Jane I a soldier boy, niggas know the name I'll that hoe and call her lower slang
Is you rollin'? Is you Is you rollin'? Is you Bitch I might be, I might be I might be, bitch I might be
Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Bitch I be, bitch I might be Bitch I might be, bitch I be
Gucci on the fly, nigga get your mind right Or a by the twelve like a case of budlight Sell a by a bell so you know might shit tight See I'm 30 in the morning on a all night
I'm high Fabo, hood like Shawty So tell me when to go like my E-40 Like a rock star, nigga, I'm gonna party Got a pack of pillz that's at least 'bout 40
I'll pour dem in your like a bag of jelly beans two of these pillz, call me in the morning Fifty thousand man, I'm so real Three dollars for a pill, a damn good deal
Is you Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'? Is you Bitch I be, bitch I might be Bitch I might be, bitch I be
Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up Bitch I might be, I might be Bitch I might be, bitch I be