Chords for NAV & Gunna ft. Travis Scott - Turks (Official Video) ft. Travis Scott

Tempo:
59.45 bpm
Chords used:

Cm

D

C

G

Gm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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NAV & Gunna ft. Travis Scott - Turks (Official Video) ft. Travis Scott chords
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[Fm] [Cm]
[C] [Cm] I'ma lay blue my third year on the scene 20 racks don't feel like nothing to me
Cape on the streets, it turn me to a beast Invisible set diamonds hugging my piece
But me [G] for a show I need 80 at least I want the smoke, ain't no keeping the peace
Give me a razor when I'm in the east Open them up just like a [Cm] surgery
Everything burning around me on lit Show a little attitude, swap out the bitch
I spent 250, don't know where it went My hood on my back, I gotta [D] represent
Toronto U.S.A. don't got a pole Warm that boy up, he got shot in the cold
30 [Cm] rounds in the clip, let it unload I fuck the bitch, I pick right [Gm] out of Vogue
20 bitches on my first vacay I ain't picking up, I'm a turk's lil baby
Every other watch got diamonds in the face Pulling out, I should take a taste lil baby
Pulling out 50 racks, walking [G] out of cheese If I drop dead, I'll be hard to replace
Hardly get thirsty, got water like a leak My brother got locked, another bonder [C] gotta pee
Dropping on the block, I never [G] serve a cop I always cover Glock, I ain't about to [Gm] see the grave
Pull up, I make a [C] quick stop I shot one stop, I'm high for [Gm] seven days
That lil nigga, I see hopping [D] out of red Chopper get it chopping like a blade
We ain't get no money, but you popping on your page
Tell me we can never [Cm] be the same
Nothing like a certain, I'm scratching turks I'm putting in work, I be that frame
Shit sweet, I'm moving up, I brought up work in a birthday cake
Planted that cell like a [D] barbadoo, you feel me?
Rage a hoe, crazy and great
Cash on my way, this green [G] on the way
We just played the billy [Gm] with the gang
20 bitches on my first [Cm] vacay I ain't picking up, I'm a turk's lil baby
Happy otherwise, got diamonds [D] in the feast Pulling out, ask to take a taste, lil baby
Pulling out 50 racks, walking out of cheese
If I [Cm] drop dead, I'll be hard to real pleased
Hard to get thirsty, got water like a leak My brother got locked, another bonder [D] gotta pee
First time in Turks, had a whole bunch of work Had to bring two jets, had a whole [Cm] lot of babes
I first take a game, change the verse Where the change gonna hurt, but it really ain't a game
Shout it like the turk, I [D] bring the rage
Really get the tripping on the stage Never ever let em see the money, [Fm] let's it pay
Niggas having beef, oh [Cm] they pray
Cactus let me up and died to toe Make sure the ones you with don't go
Make sure the ones you with is with it Make sure the ones you with, uh
She need a quick tank, I'm the turks with the G's
Look for that body, need more than the grease
Fill in the notes with some shit I can ski with
Haters step first, I'm as hard to believe
20 bitches on my first vacay I ain't picking up, I'm a turk's lil baby
Happy otherwise, got diamonds in the feast Pulling out, ask to take a taste, lil baby
Pulling out 50 racks, walking out of cheese
If I drop dead, I'll be hard to real please
Hardly get thirsty, got water [D] like a leak
My brother got locked, another bottle [Ab] gotta pee
[C] [Ab] [C]
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C
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G
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Gm
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Cm
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D
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Learn the basic chords of Nav, Gunna - Turks chords, with this master sequence: F, D, Eb and D. The tempo control on ChordU helps you begin at a comfortable speed and increase as you learn. With an eye on the song's key Bb Major, set the capo that best suits your vocal range.

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_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Cm] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [Cm] I'ma lay blue my third year on the scene 20 racks don't feel like nothing to me
Cape on the streets, it turn me to a beast Invisible set diamonds hugging my piece
But me [G] for a show I need 80 at least I want the smoke, ain't no keeping the peace
Give me a razor when I'm in the east Open them up just like a [Cm] surgery
Everything burning around me on lit Show a little attitude, swap out the bitch
I spent 250, don't know where it went My hood on my back, I gotta [D] represent
Toronto U.S.A. don't got a pole Warm that boy up, he got shot in the cold
30 [Cm] rounds in the clip, let it unload I fuck the bitch, I pick right [Gm] out of Vogue
20 bitches on my first vacay I ain't picking up, I'm a turk's lil baby
Every other watch got diamonds in the face Pulling out, I should take a taste lil baby
Pulling out 50 racks, walking [G] out of cheese If I drop dead, I'll be hard to replace
Hardly get thirsty, got water like a leak My brother got locked, another bonder [C] gotta pee
Dropping on the block, I never [G] serve a cop I always cover Glock, I ain't about to [Gm] see the grave
Pull up, I make a [C] quick stop I shot one stop, I'm high for [Gm] seven days
That lil nigga, I see hopping [D] out of red Chopper get it chopping like a blade
We ain't get no money, but you popping on your page
Tell me we can never [Cm] be the same
Nothing like a certain, I'm scratching turks I'm putting in work, I be that frame
Shit sweet, I'm moving up, I brought up work in a birthday cake
Planted that cell like a [D] barbadoo, you feel me?
Rage a hoe, crazy and great
Cash on my way, this green [G] on the way
We just played the billy [Gm] with the gang
20 bitches on my first [Cm] vacay I ain't picking up, I'm a turk's lil baby
Happy otherwise, got diamonds [D] in the feast Pulling out, ask to take a taste, lil baby
Pulling out 50 racks, walking out of cheese
If I [Cm] drop dead, I'll be hard to real pleased
Hard to get thirsty, got water like a leak My brother got locked, another bonder [D] gotta pee
First time in Turks, had a whole bunch of work Had to bring two jets, had a whole [Cm] lot of babes
I first take a game, change the verse Where the change gonna hurt, but it really ain't a game
Shout it like the turk, I [D] bring the rage
Really get the tripping on the stage Never ever let em see the money, [Fm] let's it pay
Niggas having beef, oh [Cm] they pray
Cactus let me up and died to toe Make sure the ones you with don't go
Make sure the ones you with is with it Make sure the ones you with, uh
She need a quick tank, I'm the turks with the G's
Look for that body, need more than the grease
Fill in the notes with some shit I can ski with
Haters step first, I'm as hard to believe
20 bitches on my first vacay I ain't picking up, I'm a turk's lil baby
Happy otherwise, got diamonds in the feast Pulling out, ask to take a taste, lil baby
Pulling out 50 racks, walking out of cheese
If I drop dead, I'll be hard to real please
Hardly get thirsty, got water [D] like a leak
My brother got locked, another bottle [Ab] gotta pee
_ [C] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _

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