Spike Lee

(AIMONMYNECK at it again)
 (Blazer outta spaceship)
 G-Lock
 Yeah
 Yeah
 Ayy, Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee (Spike Lee)
 Six figures sittin' on a nigga white tee
 Screamin', "MOB," these hoes don't excite me (excite me)
 I been playin' with them M's since 19
 Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans (racks)
 She like, "Boy, you geeked up," bitch, I might be (yeah)
 Nine millimeter and I squeeze it like a Hi-C (baow)
 Talk too much shit, yeah, that's why they don't like me
 Chromе Heart frames on my face likе Spike Lee
 Six figures worth of diamonds sittin' on my white tee
 Screamin', "MOB," these hoes don't excite me
 Young nigga playin' with them M's since 19 (yeah)
 Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans
 Nine millimeter, let it squeeze it like a Hi-C (baow, baow)
 Talk too much shit, that's why they don't like me
 I pop too much shit, that's why they don't like me
 Yeah, I'm tryna roll up an opp and put him in the air (air)
 Yeah, if she ain't right, then the bitch gettin' left
 My nigga got caught with some bales, made his bail (bail)
 Look at my left wrist, this bitch cold as hell (phew)
 Yeah, I mean cold as ice
 One in the head, you better think twice
 Niggas be switchin', I can't leave my pipe (pipe)
 These niggas be switchin', I can't leave without it
 These niggas some bitches, these niggas be sour
 I'ma go get it, I gotta go get it, on my road to riches
 These niggas some clowns (phew, phew)
 The Glock came with switches, the Maybach got switches
 The way this bitch bouncin' up and off the ground
 I'ma kill a fuck nigga whenever I see him
 Just tell mama 'nem hold it down (yeah)
 Since I was six, I was man of the house (house)
 Ten years later, playing 'round with a pound
 Ayy, I didn't play then and I don't play now (now)
 Can't name one nigga touched me
 In a two-seater with a whole hundred rounds (rounds)
 Cap, you ain't never ever seen a hundred pounds
 Yeah, I used to serve my uncle grams
 Auntie talking 'bout, "Do the right thing"
 Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee (yeah)
 Six figures sittin' on a nigga white tee
 Screamin', "MOB," these hoes don't excite me (excite me)
 I been playin' with them M's since 19
 Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans (tight jeans)
 She like, "Boy, you geeked up," bitch, I might be
 Nine millimeter and I squeeze it like a Hi-C (Hi-C)
 Talk too much shit, yeah, that's why they don't like me
 Ayy, two twin Glocks on me like I'm a Pisces
 Gucci with the J's, ayy, you know I'm not a hypebeast (uh-uh)
 Niggas ain't really on shit, just typing
 Dog-ass nigga, I be runnin' with some hyenas
 Ayy, niggas ain't really on shit, just typin'
 Dog-ass nigga, I be hangin' with some hyenas
 I made it off the block, then made a couple million
 Then got me a spot out there by the white people (yeah)
 Just fucked around, spilled some Wock' on my wife beater (Wock', Wock')
 Left wrist like Ike, right wrist like Tina
 Talk to therapists, I like money, I don't like people
 Ridin' in the AMG Benz, I don't like Beamers
 Skeleton AP, bitch, I'm the reaper
 Stay fresh to death, yeah, this young nigga lethal
 I got that bag, yeah, that bag, I'ma keep it
 And I got it on me, this shit not a secret
 Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee (Spike Lee)
 Six figures sittin' on a nigga white tee
 Screamin', "MOB," these hoes don't excite me (excite me)
 I been playin' with them M's since 19
 Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans (tight jeans)
 She like, "Boy, you geeked up," bitch, I might be
 Nine millimeter and I squeeze it like a Hi-C
 Talk too much shit, yeah, that's why they don't like me
 Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee (yeah)
 Six figures sittin' on a nigga white tee
 Screamin', "MOB," these hoes don't excite me (excite me)
 I been playin' with them M's since 19
 Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans (tight jeans)
 She like, "Boy, you geeked up," bitch, I might be
 Nine millimeter and I squeeze it like a Hi-C (Hi-C)
 Talk too much shit, yeah, that's why they don't like me