Lyrics Donuts in a Lambo - Beez

Donuts in a Lambo

I ain’t got time for the B. S
I got way too much stamina
I don’t get tired, I don’t get tired
We eating all year, nigga, skip diets
Get off of me, off of me
Get off of me, off of me
Donuts in a Lambo
Donuts in a Lambo
Uh, hashtag where the hoes at?
Yeah, hashtag where the hoes
Flow cold like where you find snow at
219, 219, and you know that
Uh, going down, going up, going down
Rap got the girls all in love with the kid
So my Snapchat look like Girls Gone Wild
(It be titties everywhere!)
I’m mister I be doing what I feel like
And if it ain’t real, it don’t feel right
I got these retros on the concrete
They like, «oh my God, where’d you find these?»
If you can’t already tell
I’m doing well, give a fuck what the haters say
Only talking money, and if you not, I guess we’ll talk on a later day
I ain’t got time for the B. S
I got way too much stamina
I don’t get tired, I don’t get tired
We eating all year, nigga, skip diets
Get off of me, off of me
Get off of me, off of me
Donuts in a Lambo
Donuts in a Lambo
I ain’t got time for the B. S
I got way too much stamina
I don’t get tired, I don’t get tired
We eating all year, nigga, skip diets
Get off of me, off of me
Get off of me, off of me
Donuts in a Lambo
Donuts in a Lambo
Yeah they used to flex on me
Now they love me 'cause I got a check on me
Smoking joints and the ashes made a mess on me
'Bout to go and cop a chain 'cause my neck lonely
Cheeseburger with some bacon on that shit
While I’m eating bacon off your bitch
Pockets being freighted with my money, they be taking on some shit
Told them they would hate me when I’m rich
Now I’m doing donuts in the Lam
I be going, I be going H.A.M
Sticking to the plan
Middle-finger haters on the reg
I ain’t smoking on it if it’s Reg
Told them I would kill them, give a fuck if they feeling my shit is infinite
And gifted enough to supply a hundred Christmases
Thinking back on my past life and I ain’t going back to it
Fuck that, show me where the bucks at
I ain’t got time for the B. S
I got way too much stamina
I don’t get tired, I don’t get tired
We eating all year, nigga, skip diets
Get off of me, off of me
Get off of me, off of me
Donuts in a Lambo
Donuts in a Lambo
I ain’t got time for the B. S
I got way too much stamina
I don’t get tired, I don’t get tired
We eating all year, nigga, skip diets
Get off of me, off of me
Get off of me, off of me
Donuts in a Lambo
Donuts in a Lambo
Breaking news
Young nigga 'bout to break the rules
Young nigga 'bout to shake the globe
I got shit that they can’t control
I am the biz, I am the biz
If you a fake motherfucker then you probably not going to be able to handle this
I ain’t hold shit back, not this time
I’m giving everything I got when I spit lines
I’m putting money over everything except mines
I’m doing donuts in the whip until I wreck mine
Back to the topic, I ain’t with the bullshit and I ain’t with the gossip
Don’t bring it this way
I been spending sixteen since I was in the tenth grade
Nah sixteen get the rent paid
Nah sixteen get your bitch laid
How did evolve to the level that I’m at, man I’ve always been here
When it comes to the top, always been there
When it came to the drive, I was in gear
Look, no more talking, only walking
No more looking, what I’m 'bout to do is look at what I did already
Scrolling through my IG a pitch that I ain’t hit already
And it feel like déjà vu, I swear that I been here already
Damn, told these niggas I was going H.A.M
Too bad that they ain’t believe me the minute I said it
Fucked up the game, now she pregnant
I’m gifted like presents, just look at my presence, my nigga