Chief Keef — Straps

[Intro: Chief Keef] Sosa Baby GBE Baby Flex Flexing Go (x11) [Hook: Chief Keef x2] We got straps on straps on straps And now we on the map I'm getting to that money nigga that's a fucking fact I promise I'm the swag Throw it in the back I buy a lots of shit, not even looking at the tags [Verse 1: Chief Keef] We got straps on straps on straps I need to go to rehab I swear I spend so much money I can't do nothing but laugh At these fufu ass niggas Don't make my niggas spaz The pistols get to busting they go blat blat blat blat blat I'm burning this shit (?) Giving niggas the clap All these clothes that I'm buying, I need designer rehab Flexing hard, 'till I crash Pull up in that Jag Niggas know I get cash Rob me, know what happens We got straps on straps on straps I promise I'ma blast Leave you in the past I'm at the top, you niggas last That's why these niggas broke See this ain't no joke I'm smoking on the dope Clip hold triple 0 [Hook: Chief Keef x2] [Verse 2: Gino Marley] We got straps on straps on straps Ride around collecting bands Blowing stupid fruity pack Trues fit with the hat Leave 10's just to match Keep them straps stay in tact Flashing 'till we clap Get hit no coming back Team floating off them flats Spend money make it back We on top that's a fact Hella cash what's a tag Bitch throw it in the back Sit back and count some racks GBE we on the map They go louder than the pack That's a 30 in the strap So you know we never lack Come around you seeing that And them thots they love our swag That's a 30 in the strap So you know we never lack Come around you seeing that And them thots they love our swag [Hook: Chief Keef x2]