- Jack Harlow Nail Tech 歌詞
- Jack Harlow
- Mmm-mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm
Tuh
My nail tech knows how to keep a lil secret
I dont wish for my success, I speak it
I caught a buzz, and you did too, but you tweaking
I look like I been getting money, how I reek it
You smell me, thats LV
Walking round with my chest out, and my skin smooth, Im healthy
Im in the mix, and Im handshaking, but most of yall cant help it (nah)
Most of yall aint wealthy (nope), most of yall just dress like it
I caught the vibe that yall giving off, and Im tryna make myself less like it
This chick got a lil Porsche body, I might let the bro test drive it
Its hard for me to get excited, I love music, and stress bout it
My city hauling, and Im co-signing this wave, coming up next out it
Riding round and shotgun in her Tesla
Hanging both of my legs out of it, like, 'Whats up?'
I got stakes and they too high now, I cant fuck up
I like girls thats down to Earth, so dont be stuck up
I dont take Ls, I give em out, and I chuck em up
First listen, they hearing this shit, like, 'What the fuck?'
Ten toes, thats my MO
Fam over gram, thats my MO (on my mama!)
Fuck a 'close friends', I got friends that I keep close
And they let it go while I reload
Like baow, baow, baow
TSA just opened my book bag up
And my chain hitting like baow, baow, baow, baow
The kings back in his hometown, when them wheels hit
AndI touch down, they bow, bow, bow, bow
She down low, three point stance
Im back there doing Jack Dans like baow, baow, baow, baow
And Im not no fashionista, but Im fly though
And I know I gave up drinking, but Im high though
I told her, 'I dont come from here, but you can try though'
Im not on top of this shit yet, but Im that guy though
I take a look round and my comp, and its just, uh (ooh)
Wide open, big whipping, it slide open (mmm-mmm)
I notice they treat me like Im chosen
Eyes open, heart clean and my mind focused
This shit just keeps going how I wrote it, how the hell could you doubt us?
I mean, back then, it made sense, but its like, now what?
Now they down to come round just to be round us
You aint one of my dawgs, why do you hound us?
Its very few of you I like, but its a whole lot of yall I dont trust
Cause...
Ten toes, thats my MO
Fam over gram, thats my MO
Fuck a 'close friends', I got friends that I keep close
And they let it go while I reload
Like baow, baow, baow
TSA just opened my book bag up
And my chain hitting like baow, baow, baow, baow
The kings back in his hometown, when them wheels hit
And I touch down, they bow, bow, bow, bow
She down low, three point stance
Im back there doing Jack Dans like baow, baow, baow, baow
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