[Chorus: Young Thug]
I want my cash, I want some money
Just bring me my cash, just bring me my money
If you don't got my cash, then they gon' burn your tummy
Yeah, they gon' burn your stomach
Flip his ass like a omelet
And you can't put no trash on me
And I still got some cash on me
And I still got a Jag on me
And I got a big bag on me
It's the Chanel man bag, baby
Yeah, its Chanel, the man one
This the Chanel man bag, yeah
This the Chanel, the man one

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Got a Hublot outside my wrist and it's almost flooded 'round
Had to go and get the black band for it and it saved me a couple pounds
Got no problem with saving some, but the last thing I'm worried 'bout is saving
Cause my bitch be Chanel craving
She got diamonds they all caucasian
My dawgs, they barkin' all day
I wonder what all y'all say
They whippin' they wrist all day
They cookin' that fish parkay
I came in the studio last
I told 'em to pull up [?]
I'm drinkin' on pink, no cancer
The dope in my pro-o-state
[?]
I told 'em to do what I say
You know she gon' [?]
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I want my cash, I want some money
Just bring me my cash, just bring me my money
If you don't got my cash, then they gon' burn your tummy
Yeah, they gon' burn your stomach
Flip his ass like a omelet
And you can't put no trash on me
And I still got some cash on me
And I still got a Jag on me
And I got a big bag on me
It's the Chanel man bag, baby
Yeah, its Chanel, the man one
This the Chanel man bag, yeah
This the Chanel, the man one

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got the chopsticks, no Benihana
Choppa got nuts and I'm ready to bust a hunnid
Louis Vuitton, Ferragamo, ain't no tellin' how I'm comin'
YSL, Young Slime Life
N***as still ridin' around tryna trick a n***a with a diamond
I'm with thugger I [?]
You know I don't play 'bout my money
Diamond clear look like Lake Lanier
Frame and watch made by Cartier
I pour up the Actavis, I don't share
Play with my money, I double dare
I have a pistol just to spare
They still tryna figure out what I wear
I fuck with n***as that don't care
That broke bitch, thugger give her a repair
Chanel, Givenchy, I want every pair
Ten bands in the mail come big as a bale
N***a keep all that broke shit over there
Bad bitch rollin' up puttin' cookie in the air
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I want my cash, I want some money
Just bring me my cash, just bring me my money
If you don't got my cash, then they gon' burn your tummy
Yeah, they gon' burn your stomach
Flip his ass like a omelet
And you can't put no trash on me
And I still got some cash on me
And I still got a Jag on me
And I got a big bag on me
It's the Chanel man bag, baby
Yeah, its Chanel, the man one
This the Chanel man bag, yeah
This the Chanel, the man one

[Verse 3: Lil Duke]
Wrap 'em up like a mummy
Since a kid I've been stuntin'
I came up with them junkies
I grew up in the jungle
Used to be broke, pull up hop out the bucket
Pull up in a brand new foreign, like fuck it
Mason Margiela, I know some Goodfellas
4Trey in the cut, he got the Beretta
YSL, I'm on a whole 'nother level
Got a new plain and I flooded the bezel
Bitch I'm in the streets just like a pedestrian
Run up my money, I run up them bands, et cetera, et cetera
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I want my cash, I want some money
Just bring me my cash, just bring me my money
If you don't got my cash, then they gon' burn your tummy
Yeah, they gon' burn your stomach
Flip his ass like a omelet
And you can't put no trash on me
And I still got some cash on me
And I still got a Jag on me
And I got a big bag on me
It's the Chanel man bag, baby
Yeah, its Chanel, the man one
This the Chanel man bag, yeah
This the Chanel, the man one