Turks

作词 : Navraj Goraya/Sergio Giavanni Kitchens/Wesley Glass/Jacques Berman Webster II/AMIR ESMAILIAN

作曲 : Navraj Goraya/Sergio Giavanni Kitchens/Wesley Glass/Jacques Berman Webster II/AMIR ESMAILIAN

Producer：Wheezy

Writers：Nav/Gunna/Travis Scott/Cash(XO)/Wheezy

Wheezy outta here

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 RZR when I'm in the East

Open 'em up just like it's surgery

Everything burnin' around me, I'm lit

Show a lil' attitude, swap out the b!tch

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 fxck the b!tch I picked right out of Vogue

Took twenty b!tches on a 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 gettin' thirsty, got water like a lake

My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay

Coppin' on the block, I'd never serve a cop

I always kept a Glock, I ain't 'bout to see the grave (I ain't 'bout to see the grave)

Pull up, I'll make a quick stop

I shop one-stop, I don't have seven days (Yeah, have seven days)

Cool that lil n!gga, icy hoppin' out a Wraith (Hoppin' out a Wraith)

Chopper get it choppin' like a blade (Chop)

You ain't got no money but you poppin' on your page (Poppin' on your page)

Shorty, we could never be the same (Never be the same)

You know I like the syrup, no stress in Turks (Yeah)

I'm puttin' in work, gotta beat it out the frame (Beat it out the frame)

(Wheezy outta here)

She sweet, I move lil' Perc'

I bought her a Birkin and a birthday cake (Birthday cake)

Line his a3s up like a barber do the fade (Barber do the fade)

Gave your hoe crêpes and grapes

Cashed up a way, this a billion on the way (Billion on the way)

We just slid the Bentley with the gang

Took twenty b!tches on a 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 gettin' 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, and a whole lot of babes (Yeah)

I first, take a game, change a verse

What a change gon' hurt but it really ain't a game (Yeah)

Shawty like to twerk, I bring the rage (Yeah)

Really get to trippin' on the stage

Never ever let 'em see the money less they pay (Alright)

N!ggas havin' beef, I hope they pray ('Kay)

Cactus Jack me up and down head to toe (Sheesh)

Make sure the ones you with on go (Sheesh)

Make sure the one that you with is with it (Sheesh)

Make sure the ones you with, ah (Yeah)

She need a quick tan, come to Turks with the Gs (Yeah)

Went for that body, need more than degrees

Fillin' her nose with some sh!t I can ski with

Say this her first time, it's hard to believe

Took twenty b!tches on a 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 gettin' thirsty, got water like a lake

My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay