Conway – Armani Caesar (ft. Anza) (Audio, Lyrics)

Conway - Armani Caesar (ft. Anza) (prod. Murda Beatz)

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Conway unveils “Armani Caesar” featuring Anza. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Murda Beatz.

Conway Armani Caesar
Conway Armani Caesar

Griselda’s killing everything they touch. The long-awaited Shady debut from Conway, From King To A GOD arrived yesterday and it was met with immediate acclaim, as most projects from the Griselda crew are. Great bars and production, they haven’t missed yet, and evidently, they’re just getting started.

The official signing of Armani Caesar to the Griselda was an introduction to the label’s First Lady. Receiving immediate praise for her verse on Westside Gunn’s “Lil Cease” off of Flygod Is Awesome II, she’s back with another show-stealing verse on Conway’s “Anza.” Murda Beatz cooks up spooky production as Conway effortlessly flexes big dawg status with a Drake-like flow. Makes you wonder if this was the possible song they initially collaborated. But it’s Armani Caesar who closes out the verse with yet another potent display of her abilities. Declaring “Queen Cease” at the top of her verse, she storms through with sheer confidence demanding anyone in her presence “bow down when you see me.” She keeps it short-and-sweet on this verse before closing out the track with a little shit talking but with her Griselda debut set to drop on Friday, she certainly has more in the stash.

Conway – Armani Caesar (ft. Anza) (prod. Murda Beatz)

Lyrics

[Intro: Conway the Machine]
Woo
Woo
Big bag alert
Yeah
You know we gettin’ the most money, right?
We already got the most money, nigga
(Murda on the beat so it’s not nice)

[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
When you see me, big watch, fifty pointers in the bezel of it (You see it?)
Big Draco on me, you could never tough it (Ha)
Try and run down, better think better of it
Told my shooter, “If it’s smoke, then you better up it” (Boom, boom, boom)
That bitch pussy good, but I could never love it (Not at all)
I dive in that pussy like I’m treasure huntin’ (Splash)
She ain’t really my bitch, but she my bitch (That’s my bitch)
Took her out the hood, now she leveled up (Ha)
Uh, might put her in the CCs
The two Fs and the GGs (Talk to ’em)
The CDs and the DGs
And I pass the bitch off, CP3 (Hahaha)
We come, big strap, peon, get back
I am beyond this rap, we gon’ click-clack (Brr)
Put my whole city on map, we won’t get at
Niggas know what we on, get back, nigga, let this bitch breathe

[Interlude: Conway the Machine]
I ain’t done

[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]
Let this bitch breathe, big Rollie on sleeve
Big brodie sold keys, big forty on me
Two hundred on Vs, try and run up on me
Your mama gon’ grieve, bro, you know we gon’ squeeze (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Bro, you know you won’t leave
You know we on go, bro, you know we don’t freeze
Kutter hangin’ out the car and he throwin’ light breeze (Brr)
Know we both sold raw and you know we sold Ps
Got the .44 Colt like a Rodeo
Homie gon’ bleed (Boom), put the hole in both knees
Gotta suck it if your pussy on bleed (Ha), let that bitch breathe

[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
Bitch, breathe, let that bitch breathe
Breathe, let that bitch breathe
Let that bitch breathe
Let that bitch breathe
Bitch, let that bitch breathe
Let that bitch breathe (Woo)

[Verse 3: Conway the Machine]
Uh, I just got another bag, nigga (Woo)
Uh, I’m really tied in with the streets, I ain’t just another rap nigga (Woo)
Yeah, and that’s a fact, nigga
That ain’t no cap, we be slidin’ with the MACs
Nigga, thirty-two shot clips, call that shit Shaq, nigga (Brr)
Aimin’ at your hat, nigga, put you on your back
Play with me if you want to, that’ll get you whacked, nigga
MVP form, you can go and check the stats, nigga
‘Bout to win a ring, then I’m winnin’ back-to-back, nigga (Hah, hah, hah)
Roll another Back, yeah, you know I’m puttin’ wax in it
Louis letterman, LV on the patch
I don’t love no ho, I ain’t gettin’ too attached with her
Hit it from the back, then I say I’ll holler back
Gotta let that bitch breathe (Haha, bitch, breathe)

[Interlude: Armani Caesar]
Uh, uh
Queen Caese

[Verse 4: Armani Caesar]
When you see me, Queen Caese, bow down when you greet me (Uh)
Full speed, I got the green like Luigi (Come on)
Lotta dark, diamonds dance, Chris Breezy (Breezy)
Known to do a AmEx greasy
Mani ain’t the chick you can get right to (Uh-huh)
Hit my line, highly doubt you will get right through (Uh-uh)
Gaultier on the boots, that’s my get right shoe (Ooh)
Griselda is the movement and the get right crew (Yup)
Slim waist, fat ass, make him blow a big bag (Ooh)
Deuce-deuce in the goose, want smoke, who mad? (Yup)
Bad bitch, big drip with a whole lotta swag (Ah)
Five-six, fly chick, whole lotta ass (Woo)
Hit the club, pop Ace, blow a lil’ cash (Cash)
Push a coupe, deuce-double-O on the dash
Ain’t about the money, it’s fuck ’em like Mr. Marcus (Fuck ’em)
Married to the money, tell niggas I’m off the market (I’m off the market)

[Outro: Armani Caesar]
Huh, don’t get scared now, niggas
Let’s talk about it, pussy ass niggas
If you don’t know about it, ask your ho about it
It’s up and it’s motherfuckin’ stuck there
Lights out for you niggas and you bitches too
Griselda forever, big steppers

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