Flooded Patek

[Intro: UnoTheActivist]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (Neilaworld) yeah, yeah

Ah (Uno, I killed it)

[Chorus: UnoTheActivist]

Baby, come here and get crazy, shorty wanna hop in my bag (Yeah)

Baby, come here and get crazy (Dig), shorty wanna hop in my Jag'

On the dash, hit 280 (Let's get it), come on, little nigga, let's drag

But her hairpiece a lil' wavy

Drip Reed, what you smoking on? Gas

Pink Runtz having real flavor, I ain't never going to look back

No small talk, no cash

With my dogs like playing fetch

Lot of snow bunnies, lot of karats

Let 'em be, can you please stop caring

Ho, I got another one in the lobby named Jess

First class flight, flights on privatе jet

My new bitch look like floodеd-out Patek

[Verse 1: UnoTheActivist]

I put away the Wock' then I poured up the Tech

Drip Reed just iced out his neck

Hermes cufflink but I didn't get arrested

Birds in the telly but you know you not telling

How they telling me I'm a demon but I fell straight from heaven?

Chopper make a nigga dance like [?]

For lighting gas, twenty-five lighters on the dresser, hey (Twenty-five lighters on the motherfucking dresser)

[Chorus: UnoTheActivist]

Shorty wanna hop in my bag (Yeah)

Baby, come here and get crazy (Dig), shorty wanna hop in my Jag'

On the dash, hit 280 (Let's get it), come on, little nigga, let's drag

But her hairpiece a lil' wavy

Drip Reed, what you smoking on? Gas

Pink Runtz having real flavor, I ain't never going to look back

No small talk, no cash

With my dogs like playing fetch

Lot of snow bunnies, lot of karats

Let 'em be, can you please stop caring

Ho, I got another one in the lobby named Jess

First class flight, flights on private jet

My new bitch look like flooded-out Patek

[Verse 2: Lil Gnar]

Chopper gon' hit, top, it gon' hit (Doo-doo-doo), bullets gon' rip through the enemy (Doo-doo-doo)

All of my niggas some dogs for real, they'll hunt like a killer, huh

And they done let me off the leash

Pop me a Perc' and get geeked (Pop me a—, yeah)

I'm on that cash shit

Brand new FN, plastic (Plastic)

I'ma put a nigga on a shirt

All of my chains on surf (Yeah, yeah)

I've been popping my shit so you gonna have to pay for these verses (Pay for these verses)

Damn, we had pain and we struggled

Know we gon' pop like some animals

I'm having bands, I ain't talking 'bout music

I up the gun and we chopper salute him (Yeah, yeah)

No, I ain't slaying mine (Yeah), but I'm having these whales for real (Yeah)

Finna get cut, a little bad vibes and we just gon' take a lil' trip

I did that shit by myself, I stacked up wealth, for real (Yeah, yeah)

Grown-ass man, I gotta pay all the bills (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: UnoTheActivist]

Shorty wanna hop in my bag (Yeah)

Baby, come here and get crazy (Dig), shorty wanna hop in my Jag'

On the dash, hit 280 (Let's get it), come on, little nigga, let's drag

But her hairpiece a lil' wavy

Drip Reed, what you smoking on? Gas

Pink Runtz having real flavor, I ain't never going to look back

No small talk, no cash

With my dogs like playing fetch

Lot of snow bunnies, lot of karats

Let 'em be, can you please stop caring

Ho, I got another one in the lobby named Jess

First class flight, flights on private jet

My new bitch look like flooded-out Patek