[Verse 1: Willie The Kid] Gettysburg fur civil war leather Civilian women writing letters Let us pray for rain Till the hurricanes come, then we complain Became too complacent with the pain A failure to plan n***a plan on failure What they tell ya? Remembered like a memorabilia Souvenirs the Bellagio, maneuver on Lears n***as Lumineer fake Fake ya d**h, a near d**h experience awaits Luminary, canary diamonds, pairing wines n***as little like ring bearers Carry like a paul bearer Paul Ma**on, saunas, get ma**aged often Satin linings in ya coffin, die rich Configure figures with my n***as I can buy a b**h Configure formulas a scientist oblige a glitch Piano wire, tire iron, so resourceful Deutsche Marks hella gorgeous You rap n***as Boy George eat ya porridge To each it's own, I don't condone, don't condemn I'm f**ing b**hes like the Borgias tho Fancy dinner tell the band to play the chorus slow While I grind from behind on something so fine Pour some wine baby, the navy blue fur Confirm my order copping furniture it's all a blur Occurred to me in the wee hours, night/morning Pouring Bushmills, dollar bills by the bushel You get stabbed and drugged back, I'm non-friendly The Moleskine chinos, the Tom Ford gla**es Looks can be deceiving This (is) Underwater Basket Weaving Frozen black finish on the M5 - breezing [Hook: Willie The Kid] Dollar bills and gun smoke (its) Free liquor Dollar bills and gun smoke Free my n***as 4x Wild nights on the town with your b**h n***a Yeah - Money for my n***as Fine wine for the b**hes TCP - yall n***as know man