Turbo Island

Me and the boys sitting at Turbo Island
Fuelling the fire bout to make it go higher
Chain from Artclub and I make it look steezy
And fuck Chris Brown all my boys hate breezy
Me and the boys sitting at Turbo Island
Fuelling the fire bout to make it go higher
Chain from Artclub and I make it look steezy
And fuck Chris Brown all my boys hate breezy

Sitting in the gaff
I had no fucking clue
I had to do
Something to do
Then i got a call from
The boys dere
Go to turbo island
We will meet you there
Tonight we're gonna dance in the fire
With all the nitties
So hurry up Paris
You better get there quickly
Put on my shoes
Got on me mufty pair
Paid 20 for an uber
But i could not care

Me and the boys are on our way to turbo island
Bars so cold we're gonna gather round that fire
Garms from Jacobs n i make it look steezy
And fuck Chris Brown all my boys hate breezy
Me and the boys are on our way to turbo island
Bars so cold we're gonna gather round that fire
Garms from Jacobs n i make it look steezy
And fuck Chris Brown all my boys hate breezy

Theres a man giving out chicken over there
Wait, I think that's Bosfinnese
This girl on the street
Wants to see my cock
But i told her
How they gentrify stokes croft
The council tore it all down
And the locals bounced
Told her how this place is now a student town
I turn the corner, and what do I see?
That our turbo island has been shut down

Me and the boys crying bout turbo island
Wake me up, up from this nightmare
Took the soul
Took the heart of our city
So fuck marvin rees
May his end come swiftly
Dickhead



Credits
Writer(s): Paris Yves
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