[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & Fabolous]
Right now, oh
Ooh yeah
Ooh, woah, ooh
Oh I like this
Hitmaka
Ooh, woah, ooh

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign, Fabolous & both]
I got money on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Talk to 'em Dolla $ign
Ooh ooh yea (yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (yeah)
Ooh ooh yea
Let me tell 'em what I told 'em
Ooh ooh yea

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
What you want, what you want, bae?
Order like restaurants, bae
What's a snack to an entrée?
Bought a Ghost just to haunt, bae
Know you ain't a saint but you can get some Saint Laurent, bae
Know you smoke blunts but you been looking like a joint, bae
And I wanna hit it
Make sure you got it when they couldn't get it, ooh yea
You coming with it
You always doing it, they never did it, ooh yea
Big mad or they lil' mad
Drop a big bag on a lil' bag, that's too much for a new clutch
Came through for you I'm too clutch

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr)

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Penthouse in Miami just to take you down, yeah, yeah
I Patek your wrist and I Philippe your [?], yeah, yeah
Let's go to the mall and ball like 80 thousand
All that [bad word] clapping girl you know you childish
Who? Who [?] your name? (yeah)
Who bought you Alexander Wang? (Wang)
[?]
Kenzo, Gucci, Hermes and drop top in a Rari
I'm just sayin'

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr)

[Verse 3: Fabolous & both]
I get bag after bag
Let the money talk for me I ain't never have to brag, ooh yea
In my bag, in my duffle
So you know it's gon' be different when I cuff you, ooh yea
I might Rolex your left, yeah
Cartier your right, yeah
My city don't sleep we can party there all night, yeah
Champagne for breakfast, bad [bad word] for lunch date
Really we just out here tryna function

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr)

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ooh ooh (skrr, skrr), yea
Ooh ooh (skrr, skrr), hmm
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr), yea, yea
Ooh ooh (skrr, skrr)