On It Chief Keef (Ft. Young Scooter)

[Intro: Chief Keef]
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
Mike WiLL Made-It
Huh, huh
(EarDrummers)

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
Bitches see me and my team and be on that (Oh, oh, oh)
300, Glory Boyz, yeah, we be on it (300, GBE baby)
I got guap, tell your bitch to get on it (Ftftft, beep, beep)
All this dough, rockin’ to the top, yeah, bitch, get on it (Dough)
She on it, she see me, she on it (Yah, yah)
We the Get Money team, you can’t get on that (Nah)
Get off my dick, tell your bitch to get on it (Yah, yah)
She not my bitch, tell your bitch to get on it (Sosa baby, huh, huh)

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I’ll pull out my dick, tell your bitch to get on that (Huh)
She like my car, she fucked me in my foreign (Skrr, skrr, bang, bang)
She like "Damn, Sosa, them niggas boring" (Sosa baby, boring)
I’m flexin' and finessin' and I’m tourin’ (Flexin', flexin')
Bitch, I’ma finagle when I’m at Fuego (Fuego)
Disrespect my set, hope that boy got a halo (Bang, bang)
I’m a baller-holic, I'm 'bout my pesos (Ballin', ballin')
Your bitch keep on calling, tell her to let it go (Go, go)
My money stackin’ up somethin' like Lego (Ftftft, beep, beep)
Tryin’ to be Sosa, this ain’t no race, though (Nah, nah, nah)
Tryin’ to be Sosa, homeboy, you can't clone (Nah)
These bitches know Sosa, he got that Play-Doh (Woah, woah)