Donuts - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Doing donuts in the whip

I'm nauseous

Eyes open

I'm cautious

Get rich, bitch, I'm on it

If I want it, then I got it

I turned, my nightmare to a dream

I earn, everything for my team

I work, forever ever and a day

I hurt, but now I'm living better days

I be like, run me money, bitch run me my money

I got some goddesses wantin' to fuck me

A lot of 'em pretty, a lot of 'em bunnies

A lot of 'em boujee, a lot of 'em stunning

A lot of 'em wanting the wolf when he's hunting

A lot of 'em really want dick in they tummy

But I can not do it, you know?

Guess that's that good boy in me

Ain't you that bad boy for life?

I ain't looking like Biggie in '97

I'm looking like Diddy for life

I'm feeling like, I'm fucked up, I drink more, get me a mic

I wanna talk my shit, I wanna pop my shit

I done showed y'all who done came through on that rah rah shit

I'm tryna pop them tags, I want the top notch shit

I got a bad bitch with her nails done on that claw, claw shit

I don't do sub shots, I do non-stop hits, bitch