Servin’ Lean Gucci Mane (Ft. Peewee Longway)

[Chorus]
Rollin' round, juugin' P's
I'm a rollin' pharmacist, I'll serve you lean
I'm rollin' round, juugin' P's
I'm a rollin' pharmacist, I'll serve you lean

[Verse 1]
I ain't neva seen a nigga like me
Where he at, where he from? I'd like to meet him
I'm a rolling stone, cookin' with the Rollie on 32 shots in my Nina
I'm a rolling stone, get my rollie pollie on, fuck it, Aquafina and Katrina
Traffic gas bags in the beemer. (or bimmer)
Pussy bald, head like leukemia
Watch me set it off, like Khadijah
Stuffing my cigar with the diesel
Pull up, jump off for the Keisha
C.O.D., I need my mo-ney-fa
Puerto Rico, and I don't need a visa
Dope white, name: Mona Lisa
Frank White head shot Tito
Longway not Carlito
Boot up off the molly, I don't fuck with the hijo
Porsche 9-1-1 got it out the repo
Trap house, naw bitch, I'm trappin' rollin stizzo
Gas bags, I got them bitches going for the lizzo
Fake chopped glass'll have them J's at the dizzo
I'm runnin' them, I'm a mob boss calling me Sunny
I'm connected with the pharm-ist, got them pints by the hunnids
Whole lot of C notes rubberbandin' my hunnids
Still makin' drug deals out the trunk of my Honda
Leanin' off a double seal, like I'm dumber than dumber
Rollin' off a molly pill, tryna fuck on yo mama