Rusty Stainless

Lyrics

[Intro: Willie the Kid] Champagne rap forever (Statik Selektah) What I told you, E? Rusty stainless (I'm tellin' you, my nigga) It's TCP (Yeah) Ayy, yo (Yeah) [Verse 1: Willie the Kid] Pour the Chambord, shop for chandeliers I'm leery when the coast clears, it feels eerie Catch me out in Eerie makin' money off beer My white boy play the center like Bill Laimbeer I'm lampin', shrimp scampi, scantily-clad ladies Scalawags with Cali tags, rented Mercedes Sadie Hawkins when I'm slick talkin' I keep the hawk for you niggas gawkin' I put gauze on your face Hospital bills you can't afford, praise the Lord I got paid for world tours and stayed the course Of course, Midwest Willie, the crown prince This rap money from '06 You can have my old bitch, I bubble like bowl wicks This new money (Supreme, nigga) Tech startups, nightclubs, it's 2020 In hindsight, got my mind right I'm seein' dudes doin' anything for a Klondike My trick like a Clydesdale, the black Walter Cronkite, I'm callin' plays In disguise, no cosplay, I'm all day Active, you niggas focused on the wrong things We take your personal belongings, your arm in a sling [Verse 2: Eto] My mama is king, she warn me 'bout the drama it brings Hurt me to my heart and it stings But I was feelin' like Mike when he walked in the ring Couldn't clean the rusty stainless, had to toss it and swing Made an exit, won't be them niggas that they respected once They was butter-soft, I Avirex-ed it Them days were hectic, gettin' over the hump, huh Handguns on our laps, pumps go in the trunk, uh-huh [Verse 3: Rome Streetz] The penmanship got me top-tier mentionin' You lames don't fit the criteria for the membership I dismember members of your clique and make it interesting You're all my infants, this is Enfamil for your benefit We took trips with fire in the fender out to Michigan Feds'll need forensics if you fuckin' with my dividends (Y'all niggas dead) Seen smart niggas get mad time for lackin' discipline (Free my niggas) 'Cause razorblades leave horseshoe scars and rip the skin My bars a montage of drug deals through the windows of cars Weed in cigars, knowin' I'm guardin' the boulevard New York disposition, keep me with a pretty chick to dip my dick in And a steady flow of chicken like Church's kitchen Disregard the church to sin with the villains Fuck your feelings, they never measure up to all this dust we dealin' But on the other side, the evil bucks is what's appealin' (Money) Need it to stack up and bust the ceiling The work white like elephant's tusk, they sniff the stuff and lick it Off the table and it's residue after they hit it Well-connected, but ain't no need to get specific Like acid trips, the shit I kick is vivid, illicit [Outro] (Statik Selektah)