Rusty Stainless

[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)