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Toosii – Patek Water lyrics
[Intro]
On gang, like, nigga, 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 nutty shit, for real (Yeah, uh)
[Chorus]
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 wrist 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 D-thang
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
[Verse]
2x, but a nigga rock three chains
If we catch an opp, then 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 head, brains
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 thangs
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 pain
My Philippe cost a brick, I ain't worried 'bout shit
I remember I was worried, my wrist changed
[Chorus]
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 wrist 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 D-thang
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
On gang, like, nigga, 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 nutty shit, for real (Yeah, uh)
[Chorus]
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 wrist 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 D-thang
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
[Verse]
2x, but a nigga rock three chains
If we catch an opp, then 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 head, brains
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 thangs
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 pain
My Philippe cost a brick, I ain't worried 'bout shit
I remember I was worried, my wrist changed
[Chorus]
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 wrist 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 D-thang
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
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