Nail Tech

Nhạc sĩ: Jack Harlow

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[C]apo 2

[Am]My nail tech knows how to keep a lil' secret

I [Em]don't wish for my success, I speak it

I caught a buzz, and you [Am]did too, but you tweakin'

I look like I been gettin' money, how I [Em]reek it You smell me, that's LV

Walkin' 'round with my [Am]chest out, and my skin smooth, I'm healthy

I'm in the mix and I'm [Em]handshakin' But most of y'all can't help me (Nah)

Most of y'all ain't [Am]wealthy (Nope) Most of y'all just dress like it

I caught the vibe that y'all [Em]givin' off And I'm tryna make myself less like it

This chick got a lil' [Am]Porsche body, I might let the bro test drive it

It's hard for me to get [Em]excited, I love music, and stress 'bout it

My city haulin' and I'm [Am]cosigning this wave, comin' up next out it

Ridin' 'round and [Em]shotgun in her Tesla

Hangin' both of my legs out of it, like "[Am]What's up?" (What's up?)

I got stakes and they too high now, I can't [Em]fuck up (Can't fuck up)

I like girls that's down to Earth, so don't be [Am]stuck up (Stuck up)

I don't take Ls, I give 'em out and I [Em]chuck 'em up

First listen they hearin' this shit, like "What the fuck?" [Am]

Ten toes, that's my [Em]MO

Fam' over gram, that's my [Am]MO (On my momma)

Fuck a close friends, I got friends that I [Em]keep close

And they let it go while I reload

[Am]Like bow, bow, bow [Em]TSA just opened my bookbag up

And my chain hittin' like [Am]bow, bow, bow, bow

The [Em]king's back in his hometown, when them wheels hit

And I touchdown they [Am]bow, bow, bow, bow She [Em]down low, three point stance

I'm back there doin' Jack Dan's like [Am]bow, bow, bow, bow

[Em]And I'm not no fashionista, but I'm [Am]fly though (But I'm fly)

And I know I gave up drinkin', but I'm [Em]high though (But I'm high)

I told her, "I don't come from here, but you can [Am]try though" (You can try)

I'm not on top of this shit yet, but I'm that [Em]guy though

I take a look 'round and my comp and it's just, [Am]uh (Ooh)

Wide open, big whippin', it slide open (Mm-[Em]mm)

I notice they treat me like I'm chosen (I'm chosen) [Am]

Eyes open, heart clean and my mind focused

[Em]This shit just keeps goin' how I wrote it

How the hell could you [Am]doubt us?

I mean, back then it made sense, but it's like, [Em]now what?

Now they down to come 'round just to be 'round us

[Am]You ain't one of my dawgs, why do you hound us?

It's [Em]very few of you I like, but it's a whole lot of y'all I don't trust

[Am]'Cause