Lyrics Turks - NAV, Gunna, Travis Scott

Turks

(Wheezy outta here)
I'm a late bloomer, third year on the scene
Twenty 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 eighty at least
I want the smoke, ain't no keeping 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 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 use to see don't got a pull
Warm that boy up, he got shot in the cold
Thirty rounds in the clip let it unload
I fucked a bitch I picked right out of Vogue
Took twenty bitches 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 ass and take a taste, lil baby
Pullin' out fifty racks walkin' outta 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'll never serve a cop
I always kept the Glock, I ain't 'bout to see the grave
Pull up, I make quick stop
I shot one stop, I don't have seven days
Who is that lil nigga as he 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 can never be the same
Know I like to flirt, no skirts in Turks
I'm 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 ho 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 twenty bitches 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 ass and take a taste, lil baby
Pullin' out fifty racks walkin' outta 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, 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 the Turk 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 are with on God
Make sure the ones you with is with it
Make sure the ones you with are
She need a quick tank, I'ma 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 twenty bitches 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 ass and take a taste, lil baby
Pullin' out fifty racks walkin' outta 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