Текст песни: Gucci Mane. 3rd Quarter.

Chorus:
Is you rollin?? Yea I roll kush daily, fuck you pay me, fuck you fuck you,
Fuck the CEO, fuck the artist and the goons too
Smell like pussy over there, nigga fuck you

Verse 1:
Money keep coming in so I ain?t even worried
I?m richer than your daddy baby I ain?t even thirty
A nigga made a diss song and I ain?t even heard it
Never mention homey name cuz he ain?t worth it
Thought about a charm cuz I felt like splurging
Showed my jeweler love then he made the chain perfect
Man, I?m one take perfect, VVS diamonds chains, don?t they look pretty
And I don?t leave with the ones, nigga thats petty
This pretty red girl said ?Fuck it I?m quitting?
Dance till your white big toe start splitting
I?m hood rich, stupid rich, and I ain?t bullshitting
A thousand carats on baby I ain?t bullshitting
Eight grand gone I ain?t been ten minutes
Baby gimme two minutes, twenty more coming
Later do eighty-four hundred I?m throwing
Duty truck, Hummer truck, my truck game stupid
Just like Lo I pull up in something foolish
Red diamond chain but it sure ain?t cupid
I came along way from that ?84 Buick.
ITS GUCCI

Chorus:
Is you rollin?? Yea I roll kush daily, fuck you pay me, fuck you fuck you,
Fuck the CEO, fuck the artist and his goons too
Smell like pussy over there, nigga fuck you

Verse 2:
My car game foolish boy, I?ll show you how to do things

Dirty shoes shawty first you need to change your shoestrings
All on my dick like a bitch with a g-string
Sucker ass nigga like a nigga with a tongue ring
Gucci got a pump and I bought that thing for one thing
Smoked nine joints now the nigga think he John Wayne
Yea I think I?m bad cuz I got a stupid fight game
One punch shawty I will make you see the light mayne
Stomp-out shawty I will make you read my Jordans
Try Gucci Mane boy you must be retarded
Glock forty-five but I still got the forty
Have your ma-ma screaming ?O Lordy?
Shawty dirty whoadie pimp juice
So Icy trap boss, try me I will kill you
Shawty dirty whoadie pimp juice
So Icy CEO, pussy I will kill you

Chorus:
Is you rollin?? Yea I roll kush daily, fuck you pay me, fuck you fuck you,
Fuck the CEO, fuck the artist and his goons too
Smell like pussy over there, nigga fuck you

Verse 3 (partial):
Drama boy on my mixtape how'd you do that?
Gucci what it cost cuz I know he charge a whole lot
Cash out shawty man I think I want the whole lot
If it aint pimped out then I got a whole lot
30 minutes gone and I think I smoked a whole lot
Not by myself man I smoked it wit the whole house
Drop top Chevy when I pull up to my ol' house
Damn it feel good ridin round my hood iced out