Turks Lyrics – NAV
Turks – Lyrics NAV Turks is the latest song released by NAV. Turks is from latest album named N3*
Songs Credit :
Song – Turks
Artist – NAV
Album – N3*
Turks Lyrics – NAV
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 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
Took twenty bitches 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 and now the 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)
Hot face, spit a game-changing verse, where the change go?
Heard, but it really ain’t a gang (Yeah)
Shawty like to twerk up in the Range (Yeah)
We can get to trippin’ on the stage
Never, ever, ever, let ’em spend the night, that’s for bae (Alright)
Niggas out here beefin’ with their prey (‘Kay)
Cactus Jack me up and down, it’s what I choose
Make sure the ones you wit on go (Ooh)
Make sure the one that you wit’ is wit’ it (Ahh)
Make sure the ones you wit’, ah (Yeah)
She let the nut, quick, on her tits with the G’s
Went for that body, mean more than degrees
Feelin’ hypnosis, some shit I can scheme
Say this her first time, it’s hard to believe
(Wheezy outta here)
Took twenty bitches 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
Pullin’ up, I make a quick stop
I show my style for like half a seven days
Yellow diamond nigga icy hoppin’ out a Wraith
Chopper gettin’ chopper…
Ain’t got no money, but you poppin’ on your page
Shawty, we could never be the same
You know I’m not simp, no stretch, send texts
So I’m puttin’ in work, gotta beat it out the frame
(Wheezy outta here)
She sweet, I move lil’ Perc’
I bought her a Birkin and a birthday cake
Diamonds YSL like Bobby Flay, yeah
Make a ho pray and sing grace
Cash, dollar money, this the billion-dollar way
Niggas try to pull up with the gang
Took twenty bitches 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 and now the bond I gotta pay
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Turks Lyrics NAV
