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AXL 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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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