Rusty Stainless
Intro (Eto)
Champagne rap forever
(Statik Selectah)
What I told you B?
Rusty Stainless
Its TCP
Yeah
Ayo
Verse 1 (Eto)
Pour the Chambord
Shopping chandeliers
I’m leary when the coast clears
It feels eerie
Catch me out in Erie making money off beer
My white boy play the center like Bill Lambeer
I’m lampin’
Shrimp scampi
Scantily clad ladies
Scalliwags with Cali tags renting 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
Midwest Willie the crown prince
It’s rap money from ‘06
You could have my old bitch
I bubble like bowl wicks
This new money
(This shit clean nigga)
Tech startups nightclubs
It’s 2020
In hindsight got my mind right
Seeing dudes do anything for a Klondike
My chick like a Clydesdale
The black Walter Cronkite
I’m calling plays
In disguise no cosplay
I’m all day active
You niggas focused on the wrong thing
We take your personal belongings
Your arm in a sling
Chorus 1 (Eto)
My Mama is king
She warned me about the drama it brings
Hurt me to my heart and it stings
But I was feeling like Mike when he walked in the ring
I couldn't clean the rusty stainless
Had to toss it and swing
Made an exit
Won’t be the niggas that they respected once
They were butter soft
I Avirexed it
Them days were hectic
Getting’ over the hump
Handguns on our laps
Pumps go in the trunk
Verse 2 (Rome Streetz)
The penmanship got me top tier mentioning
The lames don’t fit the criteria for the membership
I dismember members of your click and make it interesting
Your all my interest
This is Infamil for your benefit
You took trips with fire in the fender out to Michigan
Feds will need forensics if your’e fucking with my dividends
Seen smart niggas get mad time for lacking disipline
Razor blades leave lord shoes scarred
They rip the skin
My bars are a montage of drug deals thru the windows of cars
Weed in cigars
Know that I’m God in the Boulevard
New York disposition keep me with a pretty chick to dip my dick in
In the steady flow of chicken like a Church’s kitchen
Disregard the Church to sin with the Villains
Fuck your feelings
They could never measure up to all this dust we dealin’
But on the other side the legal bucks is what's appealing
I need it to stack up and bust the ceiling
The work white light Elephant’s tusk
They sniff the stuff and lick it
Off the table when there'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
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