Toosii - Patek Water lyrics

On gang, like, bitch, I'm really, like
I'm really gon' turn up on this one
I'm really that nigga though, like
 for real, like
I'll, I'll turn anything into some
Crazy shit, some nut shit, for real

New ice from my jeweler, I just got
A bag, I'ma ball like Jordan, yeah
And they be like, "Toosii
Why you got a bag and
You still hoardin'?" yeah
Bitch, my whole team got bucks, Milwaukee
This just first quarter
And she be like, "Why you don't text
Me back?" 'Cause bitch, my Patek water, uh
We slide for a slide, an eye
For an eye, dope boy
So they call me a nickname
I was with Johnny when I went to
Johnny, I hop out the Jeep
Let the heat bang go back to the hood
They callin' me Tim the way that
I'm givin' 'em free game
And I got a Patek, my shit
Water, your nigga ain't got one, he lame

Oppers on oppers, send him to the doctors
40 sing like opera
Yeah, I feel like Biggie, don't
Know who shot ya, uh, but I still'll pop ya
My new bitch, she white like blanca, yeah
Her name Veronica he got two legs, one arm
He could bend that block
I don't know what's stoppin' him
Probably 'cause his homies dead
And we poppin' 'em
Don't that sound logical?
Yeah, I bend the block, get shot
It ain't optional run game like obstacle
I been talkin' to gang and they been
Tellin' me if we let up
What the opps'd do
Fuck it, they feel too tough
Then we gon' drop a few

New ice from my jeweler, I just got
A bag, I'ma ball like Jordan, yeah
And they be like, "Toosii
Why you got a bag and
You still hoardin'?" yeah
Bitch, my whole team got bucks, Milwaukee
This just first quarter
And she be like, "Why you don't text
Me back?" 'Cause bitch, my Patek water, uh
We slide for a slide, an eye
For an eye, dope boy
So they call me a nickname
I was with Johnny when I went to
Johnny, I hop out the Jeep
Let the heat bang go back to the hood
They callin' me Tim the way that
I'm givin' 'em free game
And I got a Patek, my shit
Water, your nigga ain't got one, he lame

But a nigga rock three chains
If we catch an opp, it's free game
Young nigga been lit, nigga, he fame
I ain't worried 'bout him 'cause he sane
And my shooter insane
He'll knock out his membranes
Been fly with a kick game
But if I kick game and I hit range
When I up it, just watch how I split brains
Young nigga went shoppin', bought six names
Patek white gold, no 'pit stains
They say he rich before fame
Other rappers been cleanin' my shit stains
Came out of the Honda Accord
Now I can afford to cop me
A lil' bit of wrist change
My Philippe cost a brick
I ain't worried 'bout shit
I remember I was worried, my risk changed

New ice from my jeweler, I just got
A bag, I'ma ball like Jordan, yeah
And they be like, "Toosii
Why you got a bag and
You still hoardin'?" yeah
Bitch, my whole team got bucks, Milwaukee
This just first quarter
And she be like, "Why you don't text
Me back?" 'Cause bitch, my Patek water, uh
We slide for a slide, an eye
For an eye, dope boy
So they call me a nickname
I was with Johnny when I went to
Johnny, I hop out the Jeep
Let the heat bang go back to the hood
They callin' me Tim the way that
I'm givin' 'em free game
And I got a Patek, my shit
Water, your nigga ain't got one, he lame