Lil Cease (feat. Armani Caesar)

Ayo
 Ayo
 Ayo, Comme des Garçons the only heart I got (ah)
 Glock in the Denim Tears, eight ball in my sock
 I had no fear
 I'm the illest nigga ever walked in Cactus Plant Flea Market
 He tried to walk, we chopped his feet off him
 Left his brains hangin' for a peace offerin' (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
 Yo, wait, I bench press, then bust the duct tape, gave it swim lessons
 Rubbed the Pyrex, took my second wish, I been savage
 Trend settin', Wide Project trench with the twin 'rettas
 Bottega Veneta (Bottega Veneta)
 I got the bomb, baby, I got the bomb (Ah)
 Send squads to the roof Vans on
 I put money on your head, but I'm hands on (Boom, boom, boom)
 My shooter poppin' wheelies in Supreme-Vansons
 Hand-to-hand 'til the grams gone (ah)
 The homie say I'm brazy, my Spanish bitch call me loco
 Coco Chanel with the four-four, the high tops with the motos
 You ever shot a whole block solo? Presidential Ro-Ro (Brr, brr)
 The FN shells crackin' ribs like Cotto (Boom, boom, boom)
 Ayo, it's the A-R-M-A-N-I Caesar, Leo (Woo)
 The flow is frío, so dope, could sell it by the kilo (Yeah)
 Tell 'em I want the smoke like I'm runnin' hot (Hah)
 Couldn't wait to see how I was comin' like a money shot (Come on)
 Bitches starstruck (uh-huh), these niggas, they all lust (What's up?)
 I come through, fuck up they swagger, they all stuck (Haha)
 They give me props 'cause I'm pretty and bossed up (Uh-huh)
 Run the city like I'm Diddy
 The hustle is all Puff (Uh-huh, take that)
 On they neck, niggas, I'm up next (Huh), really, I'm a vet (Come on)
 Cut the check, wanna talk or text? Gon' be cash or check (What's up?)
 Strip, rap, move a lil' dope, oh, she trap-trap (Oh shit)
 Cookin' up, sendin' brick money through the CashApp (Ah-ha)
 I'm back-back, in my bag-bag (hah), bitches mad-mad (Let's go)
 Stack full of dubs, lil' boy, that's what I laugh at (Ah-ha, hahaha)
 Major cheese, major V's (Ooh)
 Whippin' hoes in line, call me Major Cease (Come on)
 I be gettin' this money, talkin' major cheese (What else?)
 Model type, lookin' right, no agencies (Hah, you see it)
 DMs full of niggas wantin' dates with me (Uh-uh)
 But it's money over niggas, I take paper, please (Hah)
 Like Britney Spears, oops, I did it again (I did it again)
 Shittin' on the very ones that ain't want me to win, fuck 'em (Uh-huh)
 It's like I never got the joke, I'm always last laughin' (Haha)
 Armani here to stay, you bitches fast fashion