Turks & Caicos Lyrics

Watch how them tables gon' turn on you nihs, thats how that shit go

Swerve out that Bentley bentayga im smashing ya hoe when I took ha to Turks and Caicos

I don't be talkin' to hoes, I just be stackin' my dough

Countin' my bankroll, stacking my chips, my egg roll

Invest in my shooters, ii put them on payroll

Bitch, I'm a rude boy, they call me a A-hole

Bitch, I'm a slut and Ima put it in ha A-hole

I took some Ketamine stuck in a K-hole

You Sippin' fake drink, you sippin' on K-roll

Shit make you think when you sit at the table

You cannot sit with this fit at the table

Go up my own, bitch I don't need no label

I dip (er) when the gravity falls like I'm Mabel

Bless up count this rack tho

Push up kill the pack doe

Push up from the Backdoor

Don't know how to act ho

Bitch I count up racks tho

Bitch ii count up racks tho

Bitch ii'm counting racks ho

Roll me up a fatso

Bitch I roll up fatso's

Boy I'm made to crash out

But I will not mack doe

It get slimey in that trap house

Better watch the backdoor

Huh yea Back door , uh yea Backdoor

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