Is you Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'? Is you I might 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 I might be, bitch I might be Bitch I might be, I might be
East slum, man, is where I come from Pass that bubble thrax and put this on your tongue Now was gravy 'til your bitch came in 'Bout the same time that that thang 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 and I'm lookin' for that action
Gucci Mane, you stupid man, I 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 pound of
Gucci is your give me five more minutes And a cold orange juice 'cause I'm really trippin' Went to the strip and request that I'm da man The next thing you know I was rubber bands
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 I might be, bitch I might be Bitch I might be, bitch I be
Bitch I might be hiffie, I'm from California and this be Nikes and run up on 'em nigga I'll your size, you wear my size I got a big mac, make french fries
I'm high as a plane, pop a pill, like David Blaine Come back on the track with Gucci I got ten pillz, ten hoes, run a chu-chu train All through Atlanta, my new is Gucci Jane
I don't let 'em swallow, I 'em how to use it man to take my [Incomprehensible], make themselves a [Incomprehensible] chain You got bad bitches I suggest you do the same Treat my hoes my cars, drop 'em in blow they brains
Wash 'em up then they brains If she swallow the whole bat and the ball she can with Jane I been a soldier boy, know the name I'll that hoe and call her lower slang
Is you Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'? Is you I might be, bitch I might be Bitch I 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 I might be, bitch I might be
Gucci Mane on the fly, nigga get your right Or a crys by the like a case of budlight Sell a by a bell so you know might shit tight See I'm 30 in the on a all night flight
I'm high Fabo, hood like Shawty So me when to go like my name E-40 Like a rich rock star, nigga, I'm party Got a party pack of pillz that's at least 40
I'll pour dem in your hand like a bag of beans two of these pillz, call me in the morning Fifty pillz man, I'm so real Three dollars for a pill, that's a good deal
Is you Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'? Is you Bitch I might be, I might 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 Bitch I might be, I might be