"TURKS & CAICOS" lyrics

But then even that shit a fuckin' problem, like, niggas don't got no money to spend?
They fuckin' wildin' thinking they can fuck with me, nah, like
They fuckin' lost me

Wanna go Turks? (Turks)
Get on a yacht and twerk? Yeah
Fine lil' shit, she light off it, just me and her friend, we turnt, ayy
Can't ever act all bov' with me, I know for sure that hurt, ayy
Get in your bag and get out your feelings, show me what you're worth

I'm in a penthouse, NYC, I might put on a show like MTV
She came in ABC, top D, this one too toxic just like me
There ain't no bitch I know that I need
Show me, don't tell me you're a freak
Grindin', too much elbow grease, Athens
You was the guy back then, what happened to you?
On point, can't fuck up the pattern
Hundred K what I blew in Hatton
Low profile when I be in Harrods
Bro got a drop, lookin' gara
I'm on my block right now, just parrow
Bad but got no heart, she shallow
Brilliant brain, I feel like Blanco
Now I gotta be on point, no arrow

Wanna go Turks? (Turks)
Get on a yacht and twerk? Yeah
Fine lil' shit, she light off it, just me and her friend, we turnt, ayy
Can't ever act all bov' with me, I know for sure that hurt, ayy
Get in your bag and get out your feelings, show me what you're worth

Yo, G63 are hugging on me
Ain't tryna be like you, I don't wanna be seen
Bare mini-mes, see bare wannabes
Lit but I put that ting in economy
Left my wrist, buh, buh, buh, buh
Show the body, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
She don't say no, just yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Chains on when I fuck, makes her wetter, greedy so I don't know no better
Mansion gated, you can't even enter, them man there too tender
Girl, you the perfect mix, perfect mix, heaven sent her

Wanna go Turks? (Turks)
Get on a yacht and twerk? Yeah
Fine lil' shit, she light off it, just me and her friend, we turnt, ayy
Can't ever act all bov' with me, I know for sure that hurt, ayy
Get in your bag and get out your feelings, show me what you're worth