Mac 10s for Everybody Armani Caesar (Ft. Westside Gunn)

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[Intro: Armani Caesar]
Uh, it's Mani, nigga
Yeah, A.C., the motherfuckin’ king
Yo, yo

[Verse 1: Armani Caesar]
Call me AR-Caes' (Uh-huh), industry niggas wan' AR me (Yeah)
No sick, need AARP (What up?), they wan’ trademark me
Cut the check, I'm 'bout my Biz Markie (Uh-huh)
I drop bombs for Kay Slay, barbies (What's up?)
'Member nights I used to freeze, fucked up, eatin' no grilled cheese (For real)
It made me stronger, real queens go through things (Uh-huh)
I blow through cream, y'all chickens go through teams (Tuh)
The runners is out, now they call my dough blue cheese (Come on)
I 'member them cold nights with no heat (Uh-huh)
Pockets on E, syrup sandwich on whole whеat (What else?)
I was taught that if you don’t grind, you don’t sleep ('Cause why?)
And, nigga, I ain’t slеpt in 'bout a week, team no sleep (Woo)
Shit is gettin' real, niggas droppin' like LPs (Uh-huh)
Bitches freakin’ off of Hermes and LV (What?)
Somebody tell me (Uh huh), how they think that they gon' repel Caes'? (Repel Caes')
They better double up like Chanel Cs (Haha)

[Chorus: Westside Gunn & Armani Caesar]
Ayo, last play I hit for ten (Yeah), I bought MAC-10s for everybody ('Body)
I don't even respect your G (Woo), 'cause you ain't got no bodies (Bodies)
I slept in that cell, heart broke 'cause I ain't have nobody (Body) Brr, brr, brr
Ayo, yo