Spike Lee lyrics

[Intro]
(Ron-Ron do that sh*t)

[Chorus: R3 Da Chilliman]
Spillin' syrup on my pants, I think I need sleep
Clearly I'm a sly n*gga, he ain't seen me
Givenchy shirt cost me a grip with this a white tee
Too much drink in my system, I need a IV
I got game, I'm shootin' n*ggas like I'm Spike Lee
It's crazy how n*ggas don't like me but like my type beats
An ounce of Cookies I'm smokin', I need some more Leafs
Lean junkie, I'm pourin', I only want cream

[Verse: R3 Da Chilliman]
Drive the Wraith like a Trackhawk, I got road rage
Just got money, but I'm on my grind, so I want more pape'
These n*ggas pockets got no dollars why they watchin' me
Stars on the roof, big chain, I'm in it countin' G's
I took his b*tch, can't get her back, I got lots of dough
I'm in the trap teachin' lessons, what you wanna know?
I don't pay his chain no attention, It don't wеigh nothin'
n*ggas see we got tension, but don't say nothin'
She wanna go on shoppin' sprees, tryna pеnny pinch her
n*ggas tellin' fairy tales, I really live this sh*t
Her ass fat, I bossed her up 'cause she bad enough
I'm countin' money, n*ggas mad 'cause they ain't had enough
Gucci bucket hat, the shoes say Gucci too
Heavy blowers, heavy Cubans when we pushin' through
Cover your eyes, my jewelry dance and it's a light show
The Drac' sittin' on my lap 'cause it's a micro
[Chorus: R3 Da Chilliman]
Spillin' syrup on my pants, I think I need sleep
Clearly I'm a sly n*gga, he ain't seen me
Givenchy shirt cost me a grip with this a white tee
Too much drink in my system, I need a IV
I got game, I'm shootin' n*ggas like I'm Spike Lee
It's crazy how n*ggas don't like me but like my type beats
An ounce of Cookies I'm smokin', I need some more Leafs
Lean junkie, I'm pourin', I only want cream