Gucci Casket Armani Caesar (Ft. Conway the Machine)

[Intro: Armani Caesar]
Uh-huh
Yeah (Armani Caese)
Ayo, ayo (Uh-huh), ayo

[Verse 1: Armani Caesar]
Yeah, you know it's Caesar, Miss "Oh She Fuckin' Didn't" (Uh-uh)
Bitches on my tip 'cause 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 a 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 Audemars and the car with the flip up doors (Woo)
Never witnessed a bitch so boss (Uh-huh), 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 'em "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 command, oh, wearin' no drawers (Brrah)
Every time I spit, the flow, it get applause (Get applause)
Queen of this shit, you bitches mad or nah? (Aha)