Patek Water - Toosii

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

(Ant Chamberlain, that’s a hundred points)

I’ll, I’ll turn anything into some crazy shit, some nut shit, for real (Yeah,

uh)

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 (Yeah, uh)

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

2x, 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