Is you rollin`? Is you rollin`?
Is you rollin`? Is you rollin`?
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be

Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be, yeah

East Atlanta slum man is where I come from
Pass that bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue
Now everything was gravy `til your bitch came in
`Bout the same time that that thang kicked in

Now she ain`t really pretty but she got a nice body
I`m geeked up thinkin` this Buffie the body
Ain`t your name `Lil Trina `cause you look like Janet Jackson
I`m off three double stacks and I`m lookin` for that action

Gucci Mane, you stupid man I love the way you flowin`
Ridin` in my drop but I don`t know where I`m goin`
On two eighty five I keep ridin` in a circle
The inside of my ride smellin` like a pound of purple

Gucci show time give me five more minutes
And a cold orange juice `cause I`m really really trippin`
Went to the strip club and request that I`m da man
The next thing you know I was throwin` rubber bands

Is you rollin`? Is you rollin`?
Is you rollin`? Is you rollin`?
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be

Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be, yeah

Shawty tellin` me she ain`t neva suck no dick
Neva took a pill or neva ate a bitch
You a lie but I ain`t gonna get upset right now
But I wish I had a lie detector test right now

You say you marry well bitch you might be
But I bet your husband ain`t icy like me
She stand on B.C. in my ashy black tee
When dem dope man Nike`s and dem jore ass jeans

I don`t pay her but I still keep that thrax on me
I`mma the s**t in East Atlanta baby ask about me
Pop one, pop two, two halves that`s three
Ain`t no waffle house baby hell I can`t eat

Gucci hood like your hood man he`s so extreme
Wearin` doces in the club `cause you know the boy geeked
Top the top on that thang let you see my seats
We`ve been rollin`, rollin`, rollin`, we ain`t slept in weeks

Is you rollin`? Is you rollin`?
Is you rollin`? Is you rollin`?
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be

Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be, yeah

Gucci Mane [Incomprehensible] ni**a get your mind right
Order crys by the twelve like a case of bud light
Sell a cush by a bell so you know might s**t tight
See I`m 30 in the morning on an all night flight

I`m high like Fabo hood like Shawty
So tell me when to go like my name E 40
A rich rock star ni**a I`m gonna party
Got a party pack of pillz that`s at least `bout 40

I`ll pour dem in your hand like a bag of jelly beans
Take two of these pillz call me in the morning
Fifty thousand pillz man I`m so real
Three dollars for a pill that`s a damn good deal

Is you rollin`? Is you rollin`?
Is you rollin`? Is you rollin`?
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be

Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be, yeah

Ay wassup Gucci Mane, why you sweatin` so hard?
Is you rollin` or somethin`?
S**t well baby, I might be but god now what is you doin`?
You jockin` a playa, you ch-chewy ova here right

Look I ain`t K-Rab baby you know what I mean
I`m not a piece of bubblegum, what I`m doin` is not your business
But matta of fact while you ova here, is you a waitress or somethin`? `Cause the s**t you got on make you look like you a waitress

So do what you do iight, Imma give you this hundred dollars
Go get you what ever you drankin`, bring me and click about ten of dem Orange juices, five crunk juices and we`ll be straight how `bout that?
And is you straight, is you single or is you marry?
`Cause I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be, yeah