[Intro: Chief Keef]
Sosa baby
GBE baby
Flex
Flexin'
Go, go
Go, go
Go, go
Go, go
Go, go
Yeah

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
We got straps on straps on straps
And now we on the map
I'm getting to that money, n***a, that's a fuckin' fact
I promise I'm the swag
Throw it in the bag
I buy a lots of shit, not even looking at the tags
We got straps on straps on straps
And now we on the map
I'm getting to that money, n***a, that's a fuckin' fact
I promise I'm the swag
Throw it in the bag
I buy a lots of shit, not even looking at the tags
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
We got straps on straps on straps, need to go to rehab
I swear I spend so much money
I can't do nothing but laugh
At these fufu ass n***as
Don't make my n***as spaz
The pistols get to busting they go blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
I'm burning this shit last, giving n***as the clap
All these clothes that I'm buyin', I need designer rehab
Flexin' hard, 'til I crash, pull up in that Jag
N***as know I get cash, rob me? Never that
We got straps on straps on straps, I promise I'ma blast
Leave you in the past, I'm at the top, you n***as last
That's why these n***as broke, see this ain't no joke
I'm smoking on the dope, clip hold triple O

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
We got straps on straps on straps
And now we on the map
I'm getting to that money, n***a, that's a fuckin' fact
I promise I'm the swag
Throw it in the bag
I buy a lots of shit, not even looking at the tags
We got straps on straps on straps
And now we on the map
I'm getting to that money, n***a, that's a fuckin' fact
I promise I'm the swag
Throw it in the bag
I buy a lots of shit, not even looking at the tags
[Verse 2: Gino Marley]
We got straps on straps on straps, ride around collecting bands
Blowin' stupid fruity pack, Trues fit with the hat
Leave 10's just to match, keep them straps, stay in tact
Me, I'm flashin' 'til we clap, get hit, no comin' back
Team floatin' 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 bag, sit back and count some racks
GBE, we on the map, nickel louder than a pack
That's a 30 in the strap, so you know we never lack
Come around you seein' that, and them thots they love our swag
That's a 30 in the strap, so you know we never lack
Come around you seein' that, and them thots they love our swag

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
We got straps on straps on straps
And now we on the map
I'm getting to that money, n***a, that's a fuckin' fact
I promise I'm the swag
Throw it in the bag
I buy a lots of shit, not even looking at the tags
We got straps on straps on straps
And now we on the map
I'm getting to that money, n***a, that's a fuckin' fact
I promise I'm the swag
Throw it in the bag
I buy a lots of shit, not even looking at the tags