NAV ft TRAVIS SCOTT x GUNNA-TURKS(BEST VERSION)(2020 LEAKED UNRELEASED SNIPPET)(REMASTERED W/ BEAT)

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5sF... NEW UNRELEASED NAV ft TRAVIS SCOTT and GUNNA SONG - TURKS. BEST SONG OF 2020. lyrics: 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 RAZR 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 [Chorus: NAV] 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 [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Future] First cemetary, send a whole bunch of work Had to bring two jets, had a whole lot of babes (Yeah) High [?] takin' [?] to [?] with the change Gun hurt but I'm really in the gang (Yeah) Shawty had 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 my bed (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 know the [?] with the G's Went for that body, mean more than degrees Feelin' like [?], some shit I can scheme Haters say, "First time, it's hard to believe" (Wheezy outta here) [Chorus: NAV] 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 [Verse 3: Gunna & Future] Coppin' on the block, I'd never serve a cop I always kept a Glock, i ain’t boutta 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 Choppa gettin' chopper [?] Ain't got no money, but you poppin' on your page Trappin', 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 [Chorus: NAV] 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