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| Name | NAV - Turks (Lyrics) Ft. Travis Scott & Gunna | OneLyrics |
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| Video Discription | Subscribe and press (🔔) to join the Notification Squad and stay updated with new uploads Official audio for NAV & Gunna feat. Travis Scott "Turks” available everywhere now: Follow Nav: ©️ If any producer or label has an issue with this song or picture, please get in contact with us and we will delete it immediately. Lyrics [Intro: Future] Wheezy outta here [Verse 1: NAV] 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 a surgery Everything burnin' around me, I'm lit Show a lil' attitude, swap out the bitch 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 fuck the bitch I picked right out of Vogue [Chorus: NAV] 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, 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 [Verse 2: Gunna & Future] 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 (Yeah) I shop one-stop, I don't have seven days (Yeah, have seven days) Cool that lil nigga, 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 was movin' off the Perc' I bought her a Birkin and a birthday cake (Birthday cake) Line his ass 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 [Chorus: NAV] 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, 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 [Verse 3: Travis Scott] First time in Turks, had a whole bunch of work Had to bring two jets, had a whole lot of babes (Yeah) I first, take a game, change a verse What a cha |
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