Letra de Turnt To A Target - Headie One

Turn, turn, told me turn

Me and my shawty can do south of France and we can adjust when the flight is departing

I got turnt up and turnt to a target

I lost diamonds I’ve found in my carpet

It’s Marathon music

I think I can run one in my garden

I do road when the money is calling

I got hittas dem chilling on Partridges

It’s a marathon, they ain’t disheartened

Up north they sell bine for the cartridge

And they address me as R-Kid

Empty barrels they make the most noise

Why you think they ain’t tired of talking?

Feds onto my case after all of that charting I’m starting to feel like Bin Laden

32s to the 762s them teeth evolved I’m feel like I’m Darwin

You focus on eating they think you joke man

Who they think I’m James Corden?

Had to pay with the pain didn’t get no shortcuts

I ain’t get me no bargain

It’s only right I eat calamari

I feel like I’m only just getting started

They draw me out and I still can’t brush it

It’s real hard tryna be an artist

Conflicts of interest, I'm in a German, Guten tag

But I’ll still take it there with the Russian, Joseph Stalin

I been broken hearted, and the surgery is a open heart one

Success heals pain temporarily and right now the rondos calling

Me and my shawty can do south of France and we can adjust when the flight is departing

I got turnt up and turnt to a target

I lost diamonds I’ve found in my carpet

It’s Marathon music

I think I can run one in my garden

I do road when the money is calling

I got hittas dem chilling on Partridges

It’s a marathon, they ain’t disheartened

Got the aura formin' me

How can I be aura farming?

This neck's Isadora Duncan

Can't you see all of these diamonds dancing?

She gives brain like she went Oxford, Cambridge, give brain like she went Harvard

Step in the walk in wardrobe and I’m coming out like I just went Narnia

I ate for years and I’m still cooking up like Martha

Don’t give me inch, I’ll show you a mile what you call that a marathon marker?

I don't need no body armour

I’ll make bae roll with the Birkin, it's a great fit for the X like Alexandra

I can’t even charge my phone, what L do you think I’ll be charging?

Them L boys turnt to target and you know what we done to the Malis

And you know what we do to these artists friends

And I still don’t have beef with no artists

I genuinely think I’m the hardest

They can hide, we gon' get them regardless

Me and my shawty can do south of France and we can adjust when the flight is departing

I got turnt up and turnt to a target

I lost diamonds I’ve found in my carpet

It’s Marathon music

I think I can run one in my garden

I do road when the money is calling

I got hittas dem chilling on Partridges

It’s a marathon, they ain’t disheartened

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