[LYRICS] Jack Harlow – Nail Tech

[LYRICS] Jack Harlow - Nail Tech

[LYRICS] Jack Harlow – Nail Tech

Jack Harlow has just released his first music release for the year 2022, named ‘Nail Tech,’ which you can listen to and sing along to below.

Intro
Mm-mm, mm, mm-mm
Tss

Verse 1
My nail tech knows how to keep a lil’ secret
I don’t 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, that’s LV
Walking ’round with my chest out, and my skin smooth, I’m healthy
I’m in the mix and I’m handshaking but most of y’all can’t help me (Nah)
Most of y’all ain’t wealthy (Nope), most of y’all just dress like it
I caught the vibe that y’all giving off, and I’m tryna make myself less like it
This chick got a lil’ Porsche body, I might let the bro test drive it
It’s hard for me to get excited, I love music, and stress ’bout it
My city hauling and I’m cosigning this wave, coming up next out it
Riding ’round and this shotgun in her Tesla
Hanging both of my legs out of it, like “What’s up?” (What’s up?)
I got stakes and they too high now, I can’t fuck up (Can’t fuck up)
I like girls that’s down to Earth, so don’t be stuck up (Stuck up)
I don’t take Ls, I give ’em out and I chuck ’em up
First listen, they hearing this shit like, “What the fuck?”

Pre-Chorus
Ten toes, that’s my MO
Fam’ over ‘Gram, that’s my MO (On my momma)
Fuck a close friends, I got friends that I keep close
And they let it go while I reload

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Chorus
Like baow, baow, baow
TSA just opened my book-bag up and my chain hittin’ like
Baow, baow, baow, baow
The king’s back in his hometown, when them wheels hit and I touchdown they
Baow, baow, baow, baow
She down low, three point stance, I’m back there doin’ Jack dance like
Baow, baow, baow, baow

Verse 2
And I’m not no fashionista, but I’m fly though (But I’m fly)
And I know I gave up drinking, but I’m high though (But I’m high)
I told her, “I don’t come from head, but you can try though” (You can try)
I’m not on top of this shit yet, but I’m that guy though
I take a look ’round and my comp and it’s just, uh (Ooh)
Wide open, big whipping, it slide open (Mm-mm)
I notice they treat me like I’m chosen (I’m 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 it’s like, now what?
Now they down to come ’round just to be ’round us
You ain’t one of my dawgs, why do you hound us?
It’s very few of you I like, but it’s a whole lot of y’all I don’t trust
‘Cause

Pre-Chorus
Ten toes, that’s my MO
Fam’ over ‘Gram, that’s my MO
Fuck a close friends, I got friends that I keep close
And they let it go while I reload

Chorus
Like baow, baow, baow
TSA just opened my book-bag up and my chain hitting like
Baow, baow, baow, baow
The king’s back in his hometown, when them wheels hit and I touchdown they
Baow, baow, baow, baow
She down low, three point stance, I’m back there doing Jack dance like
Baow, baow, baow, baow

 

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