"Turks & Caicos" lyrics
Uh, uh
One day, I'll go to Turks and Caicos if I can take my pipe
I put killers on my payroll, put models on the flight
Money my cologne, she sniffed and I'ma take her
Just took another dose of lean, I should've said a prayer
Cases on me favored, nigga, I put down that bail
I hang out the window, slang that chopper, buy that Zelle
Legend like I'm Pac, don't be surprised I fake my death
Brand-new Ricks, they look just like the old ones I got
Know we hate when police be patrollin' the block
The only thing is, nigga, we who got it hot
I been rappin' seven years, they still be waitin' for me to drop
My bitch came home tryna cook, but all my jewelry in the pot
VVS or better, you see it boilin'
All these vehicles full of carbons
Pull up Huracán, they think it's stormin'
Got all these blues on me, I should've played for Boise
I'm known to part the shit and give it to the crew, nigga
I'ma be forty-six with a bitch who twenty-two, nigga
Anything 'bout my dog, I hang out the roof
Dressin' like a rockstar, they think I'm out the loop
Long as we got motion and rifles
We don't give a fuck 'bout who don't like us, yeah
Hollow tips'll burn like a tiger
I'm rich, so they gon' throw away my priors
One day, I'll go to Turks and Caicos if I can take my pipe
I put killers on my payroll, put models on the flight
Money my cologne, she sniffed and I'ma take her
Just took another dose of lean, I should've said a prayer
My dog'll murk you 'bout some Fendi, I can't make this up
Fifty thousand, thirty minutes, I can't make this up
Quarter million in the trenches, I can't make this up
I'm who got the foreign whips comin' through poverty
Shit way too lit, I might not never get new vibes
Way on Mars, but I'm a god in this house
One day, I'll go to Turks and Caicos if I can take my pipe
I put killers on my payroll, put models on the flight
Money my cologne, she sniffed and I'ma take her
Just took another dose of lean, I should've said a prayer
Way on Mars, but I'm a god in this house
Shit way too lit, I might not never get new vibes
One day, I'll go to Turks and Caicos if I can take my pipe
I put killers on my payroll, put models on the flight
Money my cologne, she sniffed and I'ma take her
Just took another dose of lean, I should've said a prayer
Cases on me favored, nigga, I put down that bail
I hang out the window, slang that chopper, buy that Zelle
Legend like I'm Pac, don't be surprised I fake my death
Brand-new Ricks, they look just like the old ones I got
Know we hate when police be patrollin' the block
The only thing is, nigga, we who got it hot
I been rappin' seven years, they still be waitin' for me to drop
My bitch came home tryna cook, but all my jewelry in the pot
VVS or better, you see it boilin'
All these vehicles full of carbons
Pull up Huracán, they think it's stormin'
Got all these blues on me, I should've played for Boise
I'm known to part the shit and give it to the crew, nigga
I'ma be forty-six with a bitch who twenty-two, nigga
Anything 'bout my dog, I hang out the roof
Dressin' like a rockstar, they think I'm out the loop
Long as we got motion and rifles
We don't give a fuck 'bout who don't like us, yeah
Hollow tips'll burn like a tiger
I'm rich, so they gon' throw away my priors
One day, I'll go to Turks and Caicos if I can take my pipe
I put killers on my payroll, put models on the flight
Money my cologne, she sniffed and I'ma take her
Just took another dose of lean, I should've said a prayer
My dog'll murk you 'bout some Fendi, I can't make this up
Fifty thousand, thirty minutes, I can't make this up
Quarter million in the trenches, I can't make this up
I'm who got the foreign whips comin' through poverty
Shit way too lit, I might not never get new vibes
Way on Mars, but I'm a god in this house
One day, I'll go to Turks and Caicos if I can take my pipe
I put killers on my payroll, put models on the flight
Money my cologne, she sniffed and I'ma take her
Just took another dose of lean, I should've said a prayer
Way on Mars, but I'm a god in this house
Shit way too lit, I might not never get new vibes
