Is you rollin'? Is you Is you rollin'? Is you Bitch I might be, bitch I be Bitch I be, bitch I might be
Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Bitch I might be, I might be Bitch I might be, bitch I be
Atlanta slum, man, is where I come from Pass that bubble thrax and put bean on your tongue Now everything was 'til your bitch came in the same time that that thang kicked in
Now she ain't really pretty but she got a nice I'm geeked up thinkin' this the Body' Ain't name Lil' Trina? 'Cause you look like Janet Jackson I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin' for action
Gucci Mane, you stupid man, I the way you flowin' Ridin' in my drop but I know where I'm goin' On two eighty five I keep ridin' in a The inside of my ride smellin' like a of purple
Gucci is time give me five more minutes And a cold orange juice 'cause I'm really trippin' Went to the strip club and request I'm da man The thing you know I was throwin' rubber bands
Is you Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'? Is you Bitch I might be, bitch I be Bitch I might be, bitch I be
Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Bitch I might be, I might be Bitch I might be, I might be
Bitch I might be hiffie, I'm California and this might be Nikes Come and run up on 'em 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, like David Blaine Come back on the track with Mane I got ten pillz, ten hoes, run a chu-chu train All through Atlanta, my new nickname is Jane
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
'em up then blow they brains If she swallow the whole bat and the ball she can roll with I been a 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 be, bitch I might be I might be, bitch I might be
Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Bitch I might be, I might be I might be, bitch I might be
Gucci Mane on the fly, nigga get your mind Or a crys by the twelve a case of budlight Sell a cush by a bell so you know 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 name Like a rich star, nigga, I'm gonna party Got a party pack of that's at least 'bout 40
pour dem in your hand like a bag of jelly beans Take two of pillz, call me in the morning Fifty thousand pillz man, I'm so Three dollars for a pill, that's a good deal
Is you rollin'? Is you 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, bitch I be Bitch I might be, I might be