Donuts (feat. Gucci Mane)

I’m in the parking lot hitting donuts, donuts
Pink whip, gold trim, diamonds over everything

I just bought a chain
Icing with the jam
I be hitting circles on my drink and switching hands
I’m built like a bell everybody wanna ring
I’m just writing songs everybody wanna sing

I’m that bitch but who the man
Who the man
Who the man
Who blowing smoke with Gucci Mane
Who’s neck look like an avalanche
Who’s wrist look like the constellation
Who’s shit take off and never land
What combination lit up the nation
It’s Tinkerbell and Peter Pan

Grip that wheel with a pinky finger
Blow it out boy that smoke will linger
Bless them haters, bless them ho’s
I’m so blessed I find it funny
Pink wheel like my name is Cam
Lock on law like azkaban
Tell everyone we turning up
This one here for Alabam

We in the parking lot hitting donuts, donuts
Pink whip, gold trim, diamonds over everything
We in the parking lot hitting donuts, donuts
Pink whip, gold trim, diamonds over everything
I’m in the parking lot hitting donuts, donuts
Pink whip, gold trim, diamonds over everything
I’m in the parking lot hitting donuts, donuts
Pink whip, gold trim, diamonds over everything

I’m Gucci Man but call me Ken cause I came with a Barbie
I keep the bitch eating meat like she order from Arby’s
Who wanna race to wakas we can go Rarri for Rarri
I’m not your average artist I sell more chickens than Hardys
Rock diamonds in a Rolls Royce I’m the ho’s choice
She heard Gucci Mane voice and got more moist
A black man with a chauffeur, I’m rocking a fur
Hold up my wrist and scream burr
Last night was a blur

We in the parking lot hitting donuts, donuts
Pink whip, gold trim, diamonds over everything
We in the parking lot hitting donuts, donuts
Pink whip, gold trim, diamonds over everything
I’m in the parking lot hitting donuts, donuts
Pink whip, gold trim, diamonds over everything
I’m in the parking lot hitting donuts, donuts
Pink whip, gold trim, diamonds over everything