Versurile piesei „Turks”, interpretata de NAV & Gunna ft. Travis Scott
I’m a late bloomer, third year on the scene
Twenty racks don’t feel like nothin’ to me
Came from the streets, it turned me to a beast
Invisible set, diamonds huggin’ my piece
Book me for a show, I need eighty at least
I want the smoke, ain’t no keepin’ the peace
Keep me a razor when I’m in the East
Open ’em up just like a surgery
Everything burnin’ around me, I’m lit
Show a lil’ attitude, swap out the b**ch
I spent two-fifty, don’t know where it went
My hood on my back, I gotta represent
Toronto, you useless, you don’t got a pole
Warm that boy up, he got shot in the cold
Thirty rounds in the clip, let it unload
I f**k the b**ch I picked right out of Vogue
Took twenty b**ches on my first vacay
I ain’t pickin’ up, I’m in Turks, lil’ baby
Every other watch got diamonds in the face
Pullin’ out, ask to take a taste, lil’ baby
Pullin’ out fifty racks, walkin’ out of Chase
If I drop dead, I’ll be hard to replace
Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake
My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay
Trappin’ on the block, I’d never serve a cop
I always kept a Glock, I ain’t ’bout to see the grave
Pull up, I’ll make a quick stop
I shop one stop, I’m high for seven days
Who is that lil’ n**ga icy hoppin’ out a Wraith
Chopper get it choppin’ like a blade
You ain’t get no money but you poppin’ on your page
Trust me, we could neνer be the same
You know I like the syrup, low stress in Turks
I’m puttin’ in work, I beat her out the frame
She sweet, I was movin’ off a Perc’
I bought her a Birk’ and a birthday cake
Line his ass up like a barber do the fade
Fed your ho crêpes and grapes
Cash stuffed away, this a billion on the way
We just split a billi’ with the gang
Took twenty b**ches on my first vacay
I ain’t pickin’ up, I’m in Turks, lil’ baby
Every other watch got diamonds in the face
Pullin’ out, ask to take a taste, lil’ baby
Pullin’ out fifty racks, walkin’ out of Chase
If I drop dead, I’ll be hard to replace
Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake
My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay
First time in Turks, had a whole bunch of work
Had to bring two jets, had a whole lot of babes
I first take a game-changin’ verse
Swear the change gon’ hurt, but it really ain’t a game
Shawty like to twerk, I bring the rage
Really get to trippin’ on the stage
Never eνer let ’em see the man unless they pay
N**gas havin’ beef, I hope they pray
Cactus Jack me up and down, head to toe
Make sure the ones you with on go
Make sure the ones you with is with it
Make sure the ones you with, ah
She need a quick tan, come to Turks with the G’s
Work for that body, need more than degrees
Fillin’ her nose with some s**t I can ski with
Say this her first time, it’s hard to believe
Took twenty b**ches on my first vacay
I ain’t pickin’ up, I’m in Turks, lil’ baby
Every other watch got diamonds in the face
Pullin’ out, ask to take a taste, lil’ baby
Pullin’ out fifty racks, walkin’ out of Chase
If I drop dead, I’ll be hard to replace
Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake
My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay
