Polo G - Clueless lyrics

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Polo G - Clueless lyrics

[Intro: Pop Smoke] (AXL) Look, woo [Chorus: Pop Smoke] Look (Woo) I'm downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo sh*t (Woo sh*t) I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad b*tch and we both feelin’ ruthless (Ruthless) If I see a opp in the spot, I look him in his face like, "You ain't gon' do sh*t" (Nah) Saucin’ (Saucin'), too lit (Too lit) Headshot (Headshot), clueless (Clueless) [Post-Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Pop Smoke] They fell in love with the movement I see a opp and I'm boomin' (Boaw, woo, boaw) You get the money, it come with confusion Don't try to teach me, ni**a, I know what I'm doin' (Ayy, ayy) Fivi (Fivi), uh (Uh), she saw me and started droolin' (Woo) Big dope (Big dope), boofin’ (Boofin’) Snowflake (Snowflake), coolin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Verse 1: Fivio Foreign] I get the money and dip, huh I don’t go to war 'less I'm fully equipped, uh Everywhere I go, I'm good with a b*tch, yeah, look (Ayy, ayy) I got a fast whip (Uh) Shooter shootin’, then he pass grip, uh Don't say you smokin' on my ni**as (Nah), 'cause that be your last spliff (b*tch) Hitter with me, he do mad hits (Ayy) Turned my b*tch into a bad b*tch Dropped a song and I got mad lit All I did was give 'em ad-libs, ayy, ayy, ayy Too rough, we know how to play, uh I did a show, that's out of state (Ayy) I make them b*tches go out of they way, Fivi [Chorus: Pop Smoke, Fivio Foreign, & Both] Look (Woo) I'm downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo sh*t (Woo sh*t, lil' b*tch) I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad b*tch and we both feelin' ruthless (Ruthless, ayy, ayy) If I see a opp in the spot, I look him in his face like, "You ain't gon' do sh*t" (Nah) Saucin' (Saucin'), too lit (Too lit) Headshot (Headshot), clueless (Clueless, boaw) [Post-Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Pop Smoke] They fell in love with the movement I see a opp and I'm boomin' (Boaw, woo, boaw) You get the money, it come with confusion Don't try to teach me, ni**a, I know what I'm doin' (Ayy, ayy) Fivi (Fivi), uh (Uh), she saw me and started droolin' (Woo, she did) Big dope (Big dope), boofin' (Boofin') Snowflake (Snowflake), coolin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Verse 2: Polo G & Fivio Foreign] I just took a jet from the 'Raq in New York with the gang and we on some woo sh*t (Woo) And we really outside and my crew lit We too deep, ain't nobody gon' do sh*t (Lil' b*tch) If it's a problem, my young ni**a shoot sh*t (Ayy) Stakin' out like a date up in Ruth Chris (Ayy) In the field, we took more than a few risks (We did) Mike Amiri jeans full of blue strips (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I might get frostbite, all this ice on me, tell 'em, "Stitch me a new wrist" (Lil' b*tch) I just dropped ten racks up at Louis, I spent like a band on my new kicks (Lil' b*tch) Make a hater throw up 'cause my coupe sick (Ayy) I can't fu*k on that ho 'cause I'm too rich (Ayy) Make a hater throw up 'cause my coupe sick I can't fu*k on that ho 'cause I'm too rich (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Chorus: Pop Smoke, Fivio Foreign & Both] Look (Woo) I'm downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo sh*t (Woo sh*t) I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad b*tch and we both feelin' ruthless (Ruthless, ayy, ayy) If I see a opp in the spot, I look him in his face like, "You ain't gon' do sh*t" (Nah) Saucin' (Saucin'), too lit (Too lit) Headshot (Headshot), clueless (Clueless, boaw) [Post-Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Pop Smoke] They fell in love with the movement I see a opp and I'm boomin' (Boaw, woo, boaw) You get the money, it come with confusion Don't try to teach me, ni**a, I know what I'm doin' (Ayy, ayy) Fivi (Fivi), uh (Uh), she saw me and started droolin' (Woo, she did) Big dope (Big dope), boofin' (Boofin') Snowflake (Snowflake), coolin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

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