3rd Quarter

Chorus:

Is you rollin'? Yeah 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 and I ain't even thirty

A nigga made a diss song and I ain't even heard it

Never mention homie's name cause he ain't worth it

Thought about a charm cause I felt like splurging

Showed my jeweler love then he made the chain perfect

Man, I'm one take perfect, VVS diamond 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

Dually 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 the 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 oh lord

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):

Drumma 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 ain't pimped out then I got a whole lot

30 minutes gone and I think I smoked a whole ounce

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

Lights out!