Armani Caesar ft. Conway the Machine - Gucci Casket Lyrics

Uh huh, yeah (Armani Caese)
Ayo, ayo (uh huh)

Ayo, yeah, you know it's Caesar, Miss "Oh She Fuckin' Didn't" (uh uh)
Bitches on my tip because they know the shorty shittin' (yeah)
My crew 730, only hang with pretty bitches (pretty bitches)
Queens on the scene, got these ugly bitches livid (hah)
That shit y'all be on, me and mine already did it (already)
Agent Provocateur, that's a thousand on the kitten (ooh)
Hundred grand flow, chillin' in the Lambo (uh huh)
Eight bands for the bag (what up?), Two more on the sandals (woo)
All these rap bitches trash (hah), couldn't hold the candle (uh uh)
If I smash in this Wag', I'ma let your mans know (ayo)
I be sendin' 'em back at you, mad at you (uh huh)
You sick with a attitude (uh huh)
He frontin' like he was up on the avenue (aww)
Tried to fuck him but the dick go soft (aha)
Mad at Caese 'cause you can't get the dick no more
Cold bitch, keep my wrist on frost (ice)
Iced out Audemar and the car with the flip up doors (woo)
Never witnessed a bitch so boss (uh-uh), real official broad (uh huh)
That make you put them other chicks on pause (pause)
I was in the strip club gettin' trash bag money (trash bag)
Throw security a stack and told them grab that for me (can you grab that for me?)
Niggas tryna throw salt, but they cash be funny (aha)
So I should be the last one you laugh at, honey, huh (woo)
Stay on point and on guard (uh huh), ain't no ho in my squad (uh uh)
My shooters shoot on my commando, wearin' no drawers (brra)
Every time I spit, the flow, it get applause (get applause)
Queen of this shit, you bitches mad or nah? (Aha)

Yeah, look
They be like, "Who is him?" The kid from Doat Street that sold two for tens
The hooligan that made rappin' on grimy loops cool again (facts)
The new extendo on the seat of the newest Benz
I shoot and shoot again (brrt), I did it twice, don't make me prove again (brrt)
With my mic, I'm like Mike in the finals, all I do is win
That bitch pussy was good, so I flew her in with two of her friends
I just send an Instagram DM, that's how I lure her in (come here, bitch)
Gettin' money in twelve cities, they thinkin' I'm on tour again (hah)
Rollie on my left wrist from shit that my other hand write
How you fuckin' with me when you rappin' another man life? (Fuck outta here)
My money come with the raps, I was the rubber band type (I'm eatin', nigga)
Damn, my man just caught another damn stripe, I used to hustle, grind this white
Now I pull up in Lamb' truck, mountain peanut butter tan Nikes
Mac on me like I'm the dodda man, right? (Brrt)
They gave J Batters forty, they gave my other man life (free my homies)
When on the other hand, you won't find another as the Machine, nigga
(The Machine, you bitch, yeah)

Elizabeth, tell everybody all over the world
who's corner your gonna be in, my corner
Elizabeth, Elizabeth
In Wrestlemania 5, are you gonna be in the Macho Man Randy Savage's corner?

No, no
Kidding me, you're on a line, you're gonna be in the corner
With the champion right there, you made a mistake right there
Come on
Wait a minute, gentlemen, please