The title of this song refers to Turks & Caicos, which are a group of islands that are located southeast of the British Overseas Territory. The three artists tell a rags-to-riches story over the Wheezy-produced upbeat tune, discussing the transition from them being poor to eventually living a lavish lifestyle. They drop references to many expensive items that they possess, including cars, drugs, jewelry, weaponry, and women.
This song’s official music video premiered on NAV’s YouTube channel three days after its release, on March 30, 2020. Young Thug, a close friend and frequent collaborator of the three artists, makes a cameo appearance. The video was directed by NAV’s XO Records founder and manager, Amir “Cash” Esmailian.
Turks
NAV Lyrics
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I'm a late bloomer, third year on the scene
Twenty racks don't feel like nothing 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 keeping the peace
Open 'em up just like a surgery
Everything burnin' around me, all 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 fucked a bitch I picked right out of Vogue
Took twenty bitches on my 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' outta Chase
If I drop dead, I'll be hard to replace
Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake
My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay
Trappin' on the block, I'd never serve a cop
I always kept a Glock, I ain't 'bout to see the grave ('bout to see the grave)
Pull up, I make quick stop
I shop one-stop, I'm high for seven days (high for seven days)
Who is that lil' nigga I see hoppin' out a Wraith? (Hoppin' out a Wraith)
Chopper get it choppin' like a blade (chop)
You ain't get no money, but you poppin' on your page (poppin' on your page)
Trust me, we can never be the same (never be the same)
You know I like to flirt, no stress in Turks
I'm puttin' in work, I beat her outta frame (beat her outta frame)
(Wheezy outta here) She sweet, I was movin' off Perc
I bought her a Birk' and a birthday cake (birthday cake)
Line his ass up like a barber do the fade (barber do the fade)
Fed your ho crêpes and grapes (crepes and grapes)
Cash never wait, it's a billion on the way
We just split a billi' with the gang
Took twenty bitches on my 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' outta Chase
If I drop dead, I'll be hard to replace
Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake
My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay
First time in Turks, got a whole bunch of work
Had to bring two jets, had a whole lot of babes (yeah)
I first take a game-changin' verse
Swear the change gon' hurt, but it really ain't a game (yeah)
Shorty like to twerk, I bring the rage (yeah)
Really get to trippin' on the stage
Never ever let 'em see the money 'less they pay (alright)
Niggas havin' beef, I hope they pray
Cactus Jack me up and down head to toe
Make sure the ones you with on go
And make sure the ones you with is with it
Make sure the ones you with ah, (yeah)
She need a quick tan, come to Turks with the G's
Work for that body, need more than degrees
Fillin' her nose with some shit I can ski with
Say this her first time, it's hard to believe
Took twenty bitches on my 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' outta Chase
If I drop dead, I'll be hard to replace
Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake
My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay
The lyrics to NAV's song "Turks" are a self-praising declaration about his fame, wealth, and accomplishments. From the opening line, he describes himself as a "late bloomer," which sets the tone for the rest of the song, as he goes on to describe his success in a variety of areas. He boasts about his financial success, saying that "twenty racks don't feel like nothing to me," and that he needs "eighty at least" for a show booking. He also talks about his toughness, claiming that his experience growing up in the streets turned him into a beast, and that he keeps a razor with him when he's in certain areas. Finally, he brags about his sexual exploits, claiming that he picked up a girl from Vogue and bought her a Birkin bag and a birthday cake.
Despite the self-centeredness of the lyrics, they serve to create a picture of the culture of wealth and fame that NAV and his collaborators celebrate. The mentions of diamonds and extravagant purchases, as well as the casual way NAV tosses around large amounts of money, are all part of the image that he and fellow rappers aspire to. The lyrics also show the darker side of this lifestyle, with mentions of violence and the need to carry weapons for safety. NAV's raps in "Turks" are all about power and strength, whether physical or financial, and help to establish him as a figure of authority in this world.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm a late bloomer, third year on the scene
Despite only being in the music industry for three years, I quickly gained fame and success.
Twenty racks don't feel like nothing to me
Having money isn't significant to me anymore.
Came from the streets, it turned me to a beast
Growing up in difficult circumstances made me into a tough and ruthless person.
Invisible set, diamonds huggin' my piece
My diamond accessories are set without any visible prongs, making the gems appear as if they're hugging my jewelry.
Book me for a show, I need eighty at least
To consider performing a show, I need a minimum of eighty thousand dollars.
I want the smoke, ain't no keeping the peace
I am not interested in avoiding conflict and will actively pursue any potential issues with others.
Keep me a razor when I'm in the East
I always carry a razor with me for protection when I'm in the East.
Open 'em up just like a surgery
I can harm others with ease, just like a surgeon cutting into their patient.
Everything burnin' around me, all lit
My surroundings are always hot and chaotic, with everything shifting at a rapid pace.
Show a lil' attitude, swap out the bitch
I am non-committal with my partners and will easily replace them.
I spent two-fifty, don't know where it went
I impulsively spent two hundred and fifty thousand dollars and now have no idea where it went.
My hood on my back, I gotta represent
I carry the weight of my hometown's expectations on my back and feel as though I need to represent it.
Toronto, you useless you don't got a pole
People from Toronto are ineffective and do not carry weapons.
Warm that boy up, he got shot in the cold
I need to take care of someone who got shot in the cold weather to ensure they stay warm.
Thirty rounds in the clip, let it unload
My gun has thirty rounds, and I will use every single one of them.
I fucked a bitch I picked right out of Vogue
I slept with a girl straight out of Vogue magazine, emphasizing my ability to attract attractive women.
Took twenty bitches on my first vacay
I brought twenty girls on my first vacation.
I ain't pickin' up, I'm in Turks, lil' baby
I'm not answering your calls because I'm too busy enjoying my time in Turks, baby.
Every other watch got diamonds in the face
All of my other watches have diamonds on their face.
Pullin' out, ask to take a taste, lil' baby
When I pull out my watch, girls ask to try it on.
Pullin' out fifty racks, walkin' outta Chase
I withdraw fifty thousand dollars from Chase bank without any issue.
If I drop dead, I'll be hard to replace
If I die, it will be difficult for anyone to fill my shoes and be as successful as I am.
Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake
I never go thirsty because I always have plenty of water available like a lake.
My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay
My brother got imprisoned, and I have to pay another bond to get him released.
First time in Turks, got a whole bunch of work
I'm in Turks for the first time, but I still have work to do.
Had to bring two jets, had a whole lot of babes
I had to rent two private jets due to the number of girls accompanying me on this trip.
I first take a game-changin' verse
I start off a song with a verse that will change the game and leave an impact on listeners.
Swear the change gon' hurt, but it really ain't a game
I promise that my influence will make a significant impact, but to me, it's all business and not just a game.
Shorty like to twerk, I bring the rage
I bring the heat and energy to the party, and the girls start dancing and twerking.
Really get to trippin' on the stage
I thrive while performing on stage and get lost in the moment.
Never ever let 'em see the money 'less they pay
I stay guarded and don't reveal my wealth to others unless they pay for the privilege.
Niggas havin' beef, I hope they pray
People are starting to fight, but I hope they will pray and no one gets hurt.
Cactus Jack me up and down head to toe
Cactus Jack's clothing line outfits me entirely from head to toe.
Make sure the ones you with on go
Make sure your companions are ready to take action and respond when necessary.
And make sure the ones you with is with it
Make sure your companions are willing to get involved and do what needs to be done.
She need a quick tan, come to Turks with the G's
If you need a quick tan, come to Turks with me and my gang.
Work for that body, need more than degrees
To have a great body, it takes more than just a degree or formal education.
Fillin' her nose with some shit I can ski with
I'm providing this girl with something she can snort like she's skiing down a mountain.
Say this her first time, it's hard to believe
This girl claims it's her first time doing cocaine, but it's hard to believe her.
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Amir Esmallian, Jacques Webster, Navraj Goraya, Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Tyler Glass
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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