Polo G – Clueless Lyrics

 

Lyrics for Clueless by Polo G

Clueless Lyrics

 

Lyrics “Clueless” by Polo G (feat. Pop Smoke & Fivio Foreign)

 

AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL)
Look, woo

Look (Woo)
I’m downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo shit (Woo shit)
I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad bitch, 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 shit” (Nah)
Saucy (Saucy), too lit (Too lit), headshot (Headshot), clueless (Clueless)

They fell in love with the movement
When 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, nigga, I know what I’m doin’ (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fivi (Fivi), uh, uh, saw me and started droolin’ (Woo)
Big dope (Big dope), boofin’ (Boofin’), snowflake (Snowflake), coolin’ (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

I get the money and dip
I don’t go to war ‘less I’m fully equipped, uh
Everywhere I go, I’m good with a bitch, ayy, ayy
I got a fast whip, shooter shootin’ then he pass grip, uh
Don’t say you smokin’ on my niggas, (Nah) ’cause that be your last spliff (Bitch)
Hitter with me, he do mad hits (Ayy)
Turn my bitch into a bad bitch
Drop a song and I got mad lit
All I did was give ’em ad-libs, ayy, ayy, ayy
Too rough but know how to play, uh
I did a show, that’s out of state (Ayy)
I make them bitches go out of their way to see Fivi (Ayy)

Look (Woo)
I’m downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo shit (Woo shit, lil’ bitch)
I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad bitch, 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 shit” (Nah)
Saucy (Saucy), too lit (Too lit), headshot (Headshot), clueless (Clueless, boaw)

They fell in love with the movement
When 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, nigga, I know what I’m doin’ (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fivi (Fivi), uh, uh, 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 shit
And we really outside, and my crew lit
We too deep, ain’t nobody gon’ do shit (Lil’ bitch)
And if it’s a problem, my young nigga shoot shit (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 him stitch me a new wrist (Lil’ bitch)
I just dropped ten racks up in Louis
I spend like a band on my new kicks (Lil’ bitch)
Make a hater throw up, ’cause my coupe sick (Ayy)
I can’t fuck on that ho, ’cause I’m too rich (Ayy)
Make a hater throw up, ’cause my coupe sick
I can’t fuck on that ho, ’cause I’m too rich (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Look (Woo)
I’m downtown Chicago, on Michigan Ave with Polo and we on some woo shit (Woo shit)
I walk into Saks Fifth with a bad bitch, 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 shit” (Nah)
Saucy (Saucy), too lit (Too lit), headshot (Headshot), clueless (Clueless, boaw)

They fell in love with the movement
When 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, nigga, I know what I’m doin’ (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fivi (Fivi), uh, uh, saw me and started droolin’ (Woo) (She did)
Big dope (Big dope), boofin’ (Boofin’), snowflake (Snowflake), coolin’ (Ayy, ayy, ayy)