Is you Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'? Is you Bitch I might be, I might be Bitch I might be, 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, bitch I be
East Atlanta slum, man, is I come from Pass that bubble and put this bean on your tongue Now everything was gravy 'til bitch came in 'Bout the same time that thang kicked in
Now she ain't really but she got a nice body I'm geeked up thinkin' this the Body' Ain't your name Trina? 'Cause you look like Janet Jackson I'm off double stacks and I'm lookin' for that action
Gucci Mane, you stupid man, I the way you flowin' in my drop but I don't know 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 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 Is you rollin'? Bitch I might be, I might be Bitch I might be, I might be
Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up I might be, bitch 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 wear size, you wear my size I got a big mac, make french fries
I'm as a plane, pop a pill, disappear like David Blaine Come back on the with Gucci Mane I got ten pillz, ten hoes, I'ma run a train All Atlanta, my new nickname 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 some bad bitches I you do the same Treat my like my cars, drop 'em in blow they brains
Wash 'em up blow they brains If she swallow the whole bat and the ball she can with Jane I been a boy, niggas know the name I'll superman that hoe and call her slang
Is you rollin'? Is you Is you Is you rollin'? Bitch I be, bitch I might be Bitch I be, bitch I might be
Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up Bitch I be, bitch I might be Bitch I might be, bitch I be
Gucci Mane on the fly, nigga get mind right Or a crys by the twelve like a case of Sell a cush by a bell so you know might shit See I'm 30 in the morning on a all night
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 dem in your hand like a bag of jelly beans two of these pillz, call me in the morning Fifty thousand pillz man, I'm so Three for a pill, that's a damn good deal
Is you rollin'? Is you Is you rollin'? Is you Bitch I might be, bitch I 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, bitch I be Bitch I be, bitch I might be