Turks – NAV & Gunna ft. Travis Scott Lyrics

Turks Lyrics : NAV & Gunna ft. Travis Scott

I’m a late bloomer 3rd year on the scene
20 Racks don’t feel like nothing 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 80 at least
I want the smoke ain’t no keeping the peace
Keep me a razor when im in the east
Open em’ up just like a surgery

Everything burnin’ around me im lit
Show a little attitude swapped out a bitch
I spent 250 don’t know where it went
My hood on my back I gotta represent

Toronto you useless you don’t have a pull
Warm that boy up he got shot in the cold
30 rounds in the clip let it unload
I fucked a bitch I picked right out of vogue

Took 20 bitches on my first vacay
I ain’t pickin up im in Turks lil baby
Every other watch got diamonds in the face
Pullin out acid take a taste lil baby

Pullin out 50 racks walkin outta chase
If I drop dead ill 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 got a whole bunch of work
Got to bring two jets and a whole lot of babes
I first took a game changing verse
With the change gonna hurt but it really ain’t a game
Shorty like to twerk up in a rage
Really get to trippin on the stage
Never ever let them see the man unless they pay
Niggas havin beef off on what they pray
Cactus Jack me up and down on the tour
Make sure the ones you with on go
Make sure the ones you with is with it
Make sure the ones you with are
She need a quick tank, I’mma text with the G’s
More for the body, need more than the grease
Fillin her nose with some shit I can ski with
Haters say the first time is it hard to believe

Took 20 bitches on my first vacay
I ain’t pickin up im in Turks lil baby
Every other watch got diamonds in the face
Pullin out ass and take a taste lil baby

Pullin out 50 racks walkin outta chase
If I drop dead ill 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
Ill never serve a cop
I always kept the glock
I aint bout to see the grave

Pull up I make quick stop
I shot one stop I don’t have 7 days
Who is that lil nigga as he hoppin out a wraith
Chopper get it choppin like a blade

You aint get no money but you poppin on your page
Trust me we can never be the same

Know I like to flirt
No skirts in Turks
Im puttin in work
I beat her outta frame

She sweet I move enough perc
I bought her a Birkin and a birthday cake
Line his ass up let the barber do the fade
Fed your hoe crepes and grapes
Cash told me don’t worry there’s a billion on the way
We just split a billy with the gang

Took 20 bitches on my first vacay
I ain’t pickin up im in Turks lil baby
Every other watch got diamonds in the face
Pullin out ass and take a taste lil baby

Pullin out 50 racks walkin outta chase
If I drop dead ill be hard to replace
Hardly get thirsty got water like a lake
My brother got locked another bond I gotta pay