Polo G feat. Pop Smoke & Fivio Foreign - Clueless (feat. Pop Smoke & Fivio Foreign) Lyrics

Lyrics Clueless (feat. Pop Smoke & Fivio Foreign) - Pop Smoke , Fivio Foreign , Polo G



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Look, woo
Look (woo)
I'm downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo
And we on some woo sh- (woo sh-)
I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad b- 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-" (nah)
Saucin' (saucin'), too lit (too lit), headshot (headshot), clueless (clueless)
They fell in love with the movement, I see a opp, and I'm boomin' (baow, woo, baow)
You get the money, it come with confusion
Don't try to teach me, n-, 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)
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-, yeah, look (ayy-ayy)
I got a fast whip (skrrt), shooter shootin', then he pass grip, uh
Don't say you smokin' on my n- (nah), 'cause that be your last spliff (bitch)
Hitter with me, he do mad hits (ayy), turned my b- into a bad b-
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- go out of they way, Fivi (woo)
I'm downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo
And we on some woo sh- (woo shit, lil' b-)
I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad b- 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-" (nah)
Saucin' (saucin'), too lit (too lit), headshot (headshot), clueless (clueless) (baow)
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, n-, 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)
I just took a jet from the 'Raq in New York with the gang
And we on some woo sh- (woo)
And we really outside and my crew lit
We too deep, ain't nobody gon' do shit (lil' b-)
If it's a problem, my young n- shoot sh- (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-)
I just dropped ten racks up at Louis
I spent like a band on my new kicks (lil' b-)
Make a hater throw up 'cause my coupe sick (ayy)
I can't f- on that h- 'cause I'm too rich (ayy)
Make a hater throw up 'cause my coupe sick
I can't f- on that h- 'cause I'm too rich (ayy-ayy-ayy)
Look (woo)
I'm downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo
And we on some woo sh- (woo sh-)
I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad b- 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-" (nah)
Saucin' (saucin'), too lit (too lit), headshot (headshot), clueless (clueless) (baow)
They fell in love with the movement, I see a opp, and I'm boomin' (baow, woo, baow)
You get the money, it come with confusion
Don't try to teach me, n-, 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)



Writer(s): Bashar Barakah Jackson, Aziz Manalla Yusuf Abdul, Taurus Bartlett, Maxie Lee Iii Ryles


Polo G feat. Pop Smoke & Fivio Foreign - Hall of Fame 2.0
Album Hall of Fame 2.0
date of release
03-12-2021



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