Nikes On My Feet Chords by Mac Miller
Tempo:
91.95 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
F
Am
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F]
[Dm]
[F] Oh, [Dm] oh, oh, yeah.
[F] And the Nike's on my feet, my plate, [Dm] the bleep.
[Am] And the Nike's on [F] my feet, my plate, [Dm] the bleep.
Hey, [Am] hey, [C] hey, [Dm] hi.
[Am] This a motherfuckin' kid.
[F] This [Dm] a motherfuckin' kid.
Aye, lace him [F] up, lace him up, lace him [Dm] up, lace him.
Blue suede shoes stay [Am] crispy like bacon.
Nike's on [F] my feet make my sight feel [Dm] complete.
I stay shinin' like the lights on the street in the night.
Rivas [F] take me shoppin' when I'm up [Dm] in New York.
Hit the shoe store, go and cop a few more.
You at [F] the mall gettin' dinner at the [Dm] food court.
I'm in L.A. eatin' 22 quarts.
Young [F] boss bitch, paper in my pockets.
[Dm] I got a closet filled with shoe boxes.
[Am] Mom said my spender habit a little bit obnoxious.
Put [Dm] a pile of state fresh up in his cockpit.
Used to rock [F] hand-me-downs.
Now [Dm] I buy some clothes, wear them out.
Hit the club, [F] bitches pull they cameras out.
Livin' in a dream they beginnin' to [Dm] believe.
My hotel smell like [Am] cigarettes and weed.
Shit, with what I'm spittin' they should give me a degree.
Good [Dm] liquor, what I'm sippin' is in cheap.
Uh, finna [F] blow, don't snoop, don't sleep.
[Dm] All I really need is some shoes on my feet.
Pimpin'n Nike's on my [F] feet, keep my site on the [Dm] bleach.
[Am] Pimpin' Nike's on my [F] feet, keep my site on [Dm] the bleach.
[Am]
Aye!
[Dm] Aye!
[Am]
I [Dm] make em' so [F] mad, they got no [Dm] swag.
Pippins on my feet, they the throwbacks.
Look, my money [F] good, but these hoes [Dm] bad.
So they stay attached to my gonads
Uh, waking [F] up to a few [Dm] L's
Open up my closet to that new shoe smell
[C] I guess I'm doing [Dm] well
Smoking all the weed that I used to sell
But once my [F] album goes in the [Dm] shelves
It's going next tell how [Am] it's finna sell
For now we're selling [F] tapes out my [Dm] shoebox
Any spot just set up my shop
You mad that your girl always [F] says that I'm hot
She [Dm] buy my t-shirts but she spending your guap
Uh, say [F] what up if you've seen me [Dm] around
Nike and separate my feet from the ground It's just
[F] [Dm] [F]
[Dm] [Am]
[F] [Dm] [N]
[Dm]
[F] Oh, [Dm] oh, oh, yeah.
[F] And the Nike's on my feet, my plate, [Dm] the bleep.
[Am] And the Nike's on [F] my feet, my plate, [Dm] the bleep.
Hey, [Am] hey, [C] hey, [Dm] hi.
[Am] This a motherfuckin' kid.
[F] This [Dm] a motherfuckin' kid.
Aye, lace him [F] up, lace him up, lace him [Dm] up, lace him.
Blue suede shoes stay [Am] crispy like bacon.
Nike's on [F] my feet make my sight feel [Dm] complete.
I stay shinin' like the lights on the street in the night.
Rivas [F] take me shoppin' when I'm up [Dm] in New York.
Hit the shoe store, go and cop a few more.
You at [F] the mall gettin' dinner at the [Dm] food court.
I'm in L.A. eatin' 22 quarts.
Young [F] boss bitch, paper in my pockets.
[Dm] I got a closet filled with shoe boxes.
[Am] Mom said my spender habit a little bit obnoxious.
Put [Dm] a pile of state fresh up in his cockpit.
Used to rock [F] hand-me-downs.
Now [Dm] I buy some clothes, wear them out.
Hit the club, [F] bitches pull they cameras out.
Livin' in a dream they beginnin' to [Dm] believe.
My hotel smell like [Am] cigarettes and weed.
Shit, with what I'm spittin' they should give me a degree.
Good [Dm] liquor, what I'm sippin' is in cheap.
Uh, finna [F] blow, don't snoop, don't sleep.
[Dm] All I really need is some shoes on my feet.
Pimpin'n Nike's on my [F] feet, keep my site on the [Dm] bleach.
[Am] Pimpin' Nike's on my [F] feet, keep my site on [Dm] the bleach.
[Am]
Aye!
[Dm] Aye!
[Am]
I [Dm] make em' so [F] mad, they got no [Dm] swag.
Pippins on my feet, they the throwbacks.
Look, my money [F] good, but these hoes [Dm] bad.
So they stay attached to my gonads
Uh, waking [F] up to a few [Dm] L's
Open up my closet to that new shoe smell
[C] I guess I'm doing [Dm] well
Smoking all the weed that I used to sell
But once my [F] album goes in the [Dm] shelves
It's going next tell how [Am] it's finna sell
For now we're selling [F] tapes out my [Dm] shoebox
Any spot just set up my shop
You mad that your girl always [F] says that I'm hot
She [Dm] buy my t-shirts but she spending your guap
Uh, say [F] what up if you've seen me [Dm] around
Nike and separate my feet from the ground It's just
[F] [Dm] [F]
[Dm] [Am]
[F] [Dm] [N]
Key:
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[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
[F] Oh, _ [Dm] oh, oh, yeah.
[F] And the Nike's on my feet, my plate, [Dm] the bleep.
_ _ [Am] And the Nike's on [F] my feet, my plate, [Dm] the bleep.
Hey, [Am] hey, _ [C] hey, [Dm] hi.
_ [Am] This a motherfuckin' kid.
[F] This [Dm] a motherfuckin' kid.
_ Aye, lace him [F] up, lace him up, lace him [Dm] up, lace him.
Blue suede shoes stay [Am] crispy like bacon.
Nike's on [F] my feet make my sight feel [Dm] complete.
I stay shinin' like the lights on the street in the night.
Rivas [F] take me shoppin' when I'm up [Dm] in New York.
Hit the shoe store, go and cop a few more.
You at [F] the mall gettin' dinner at the [Dm] food court.
I'm in L.A. eatin' 22 quarts.
Young [F] boss bitch, paper in my pockets.
[Dm] I got a closet filled with shoe boxes.
[Am] Mom said my spender habit a little bit obnoxious.
Put [Dm] a pile of state fresh up in his cockpit.
Used to rock [F] hand-me-downs.
Now [Dm] I buy some clothes, wear them out.
Hit the club, [F] bitches pull they cameras out.
Livin' in a dream they beginnin' to [Dm] believe.
My hotel smell like [Am] cigarettes and weed.
Shit, with what I'm spittin' they should give me a degree.
Good [Dm] liquor, what I'm sippin' is in cheap.
Uh, finna [F] blow, don't snoop, don't sleep.
[Dm] All I really need is some shoes on my feet.
Pimpin'n Nike's on my [F] feet, keep my site on the [Dm] bleach.
_ _ [Am] Pimpin' Nike's on my [F] feet, keep my site on [Dm] the bleach.
_ [Am] _ _ _
Aye!
_ [Dm] Aye!
_ [Am] _ _
I _ [Dm] _ _ _ make em' so [F] mad, they got no [Dm] swag.
Pippins on my feet, they the throwbacks.
Look, my money [F] good, but these hoes [Dm] bad.
So they stay attached to my gonads
Uh, waking [F] up to a few [Dm] L's
Open up my closet to that new shoe smell
[C] I guess I'm doing [Dm] well
Smoking all the weed that I used to sell
But once my [F] album goes in the [Dm] shelves
It's going next tell how [Am] it's finna sell
For now we're selling [F] tapes out my [Dm] shoebox
Any spot just set up my shop
You mad that your girl always [F] says that I'm hot
She [Dm] buy my t-shirts but she spending your guap
Uh, say [F] what up if you've seen me [Dm] around
Nike and separate my feet from the ground It's just
_ [F] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
[F] Oh, _ [Dm] oh, oh, yeah.
[F] And the Nike's on my feet, my plate, [Dm] the bleep.
_ _ [Am] And the Nike's on [F] my feet, my plate, [Dm] the bleep.
Hey, [Am] hey, _ [C] hey, [Dm] hi.
_ [Am] This a motherfuckin' kid.
[F] This [Dm] a motherfuckin' kid.
_ Aye, lace him [F] up, lace him up, lace him [Dm] up, lace him.
Blue suede shoes stay [Am] crispy like bacon.
Nike's on [F] my feet make my sight feel [Dm] complete.
I stay shinin' like the lights on the street in the night.
Rivas [F] take me shoppin' when I'm up [Dm] in New York.
Hit the shoe store, go and cop a few more.
You at [F] the mall gettin' dinner at the [Dm] food court.
I'm in L.A. eatin' 22 quarts.
Young [F] boss bitch, paper in my pockets.
[Dm] I got a closet filled with shoe boxes.
[Am] Mom said my spender habit a little bit obnoxious.
Put [Dm] a pile of state fresh up in his cockpit.
Used to rock [F] hand-me-downs.
Now [Dm] I buy some clothes, wear them out.
Hit the club, [F] bitches pull they cameras out.
Livin' in a dream they beginnin' to [Dm] believe.
My hotel smell like [Am] cigarettes and weed.
Shit, with what I'm spittin' they should give me a degree.
Good [Dm] liquor, what I'm sippin' is in cheap.
Uh, finna [F] blow, don't snoop, don't sleep.
[Dm] All I really need is some shoes on my feet.
Pimpin'n Nike's on my [F] feet, keep my site on the [Dm] bleach.
_ _ [Am] Pimpin' Nike's on my [F] feet, keep my site on [Dm] the bleach.
_ [Am] _ _ _
Aye!
_ [Dm] Aye!
_ [Am] _ _
I _ [Dm] _ _ _ make em' so [F] mad, they got no [Dm] swag.
Pippins on my feet, they the throwbacks.
Look, my money [F] good, but these hoes [Dm] bad.
So they stay attached to my gonads
Uh, waking [F] up to a few [Dm] L's
Open up my closet to that new shoe smell
[C] I guess I'm doing [Dm] well
Smoking all the weed that I used to sell
But once my [F] album goes in the [Dm] shelves
It's going next tell how [Am] it's finna sell
For now we're selling [F] tapes out my [Dm] shoebox
Any spot just set up my shop
You mad that your girl always [F] says that I'm hot
She [Dm] buy my t-shirts but she spending your guap
Uh, say [F] what up if you've seen me [Dm] around
Nike and separate my feet from the ground It's just
_ [F] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [N] _