Summrs - Turks & Caicos

{FROM SNIPPET}

We lookin' at the water right now
Boat out front
Palm trees and shit, I don't even know where we at

We movin' 'round like a mafia
It's plenty fish in the sea, but I like mine Tilapia
And you'n even think like me
Oh hell nah, you ain't stoppin' us
Cops behind us, and we in a Ghost, you think they stoppin' us?
Got a bad bitch rubbin' my feet
While I'm orchestrating some shit back home, tryna get a nigga gone
When I'm movin' around, switch cars every hour, a nigga can't bust my dome
If he on my trail, Ima take him a different route, I ain't going home
Finna matte black my Maybach, can't keep that (?...)
If I get that boy whacked, they gon' say that I'm wrong
I'll cut off your fuckin' tongue, you better watch that tone
Exquisite diamonds come in every color and this motherfucker two toned
Get a driver to chauffeur me and my bitch so we can get it on
In the Christian Dior store by appointment
I feel so blessed in these mufuckin' garments, you know these bitches annoy me
Baccarat my cologne, I got this bitch horny
I put carats up in her ear, it's fifty pointer
She wanna leave you and come with me because you borin'
I remember where we at, now I think we in Turks