$ave Dat Money

Album: Professional Rapper (2015)
Charted: 71
  • Trap God, and we servin' up the whole world
    Ay, where the gold at baby
    Ay, where the clothes at baby
    Ay, where the dough at baby
    And the banger but you know I ain't tryna blow that baby
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    What we do? We gone save that money

    Rap game got it all wrong
    We ain't 'bout to go and spend money just to flex on her
    We ain't really got it like ya'll
    I'm the type of motherfucker that'll check the check
    Do the math, I ain't never gettin' robbed
    Those margaritas not goin' on my card
    I ain't 'bout to split a damn thing for convenience sake
    I'm at the restaurant workin' that waitress
    You ain't heard of lil Dave, or L the Jew biz major
    Fuck you know 'bout the world he was raised in?
    I've been saving money since the motherfucker 13
    I wear the same pair of jeans everyday
    Free sale with just homie, two stamps away
    Book flight December but I leave in May
    Drugs are generic but still work the same
    I get login's for Netflix from my cousin Greg

    Ay, where the gold at baby
    Ay, where the clothes at baby
    Ay, where the dough at baby
    And the banger but you know I ain't tryna blow that baby
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    What we do? We gone save that money

    All of my luggage is Louie V, I swear to God nigga
    All of my bitches be scared of me, I put that rod in 'em
    All of them bitches actin' thotties, I disregard them
    All them bitches actin' holy, ain't got no God in 'em
    I can teach a lil nigga somethin', preach
    I can take his ass church fresh as hell, no Easter
    I can make his ass burp like a baby without no hiccup
    I can

    Quan what's this have to do with saving money though?
    You know what, a full verse would have been to expensive anyways
    I think

    I ain't parkin' that unless the meter green homie
    Hair cut several months in-between homie
    Hit the motherfuckin' lights when I leave homie
    Single ply TP ass bleed
    Air B&B the mother fucker, least I'm never there
    I'm not in Cali, why the fuck my company in Delaware?
    Happy hour takin' out the chicken, I don't even care
    That applies to both dating and wings
    Peep matinees phone bill got the motherfuckin' fam on it
    401k rollin' over bands on it
    Coppin' sweaters in the summer, went and sail on 'em
    The fuck you rappers bragging 'bout? You overpaying for it

    Ay, where the gold at baby
    Ay, where the clothes at baby
    Ay, where the dough at baby
    And the banger but you know I ain't tryna blow that baby
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    What we do? We gone save that money

    I ain't never hit a bar with a cover
    Low thread count, hard with the covers
    Free trial memberships though
    I never join the shits though
    Fuck you think this is though?
    Frequent flying like a motherfuckin' finch tho
    General Tso, half a dozen on the stick
    Just so I can whet the appetite of dick
    What you talkin' about?
    My AC never doing nothing, blow fans
    Walgreens card shoppin' all the off brands
    Boy go hard when collecting, got Venmo
    Save every motherfuckin' roach, tryna smoke
    Check the clothes in my drawers, I ain't playin' around
    It's LD, lil boy, Mr. Hand-me-down
    Dirty drawers gettin' worn, can you blame me now?
    You think I got $4.50 up in quarters on me well I fucking don't!

    Ay, where the gold at baby
    Ay, where the clothes at baby
    Ay, where the dough at baby
    And the banger but you know I ain't tryna blow that baby
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    Ay, we gon' save that money
    What we do? We gone save that money

    Everyone these niggas tryna play
    And lately I been stackin' up crazy
    Stayin' up all about the Ben baby
    800k underneath the bed baby

    If you at a restaurant and got an iced coffee
    And the waiter been refillin' that without a word of caution
    And you get your fuckin' bill and you can see 'em double chargin'
    For the coffee and you told 'em there's a problem
    Sing a long like
    Ohh don't double charge for me for that
    Don't double charge me, we like
    Ohh don't double charge for me for that
    Don't do it to yourself
    'Cause I might just ask what the ice cube's worth
    What the ice cube's worth
    That's the only differentiate in making this a non free perk
    And I might make work more difficult for you than it need be
    So think about it, take a minute let it breathe b
    But think about it bro, you saw me get the burger with the bacon on the side
    After looking at the price of the side, of just bacon and comparing it
    To what the difference in a cheeseburger verse the bacon cheeseburger was in making my decision
    I would hate to be the waiter, tryin' to tell me something different
    Imma get on Yelp in a minute and review this piece of shit place like only a Kike know how
    Unless you take the extra coffee off I might get loud
    Unless you, oh, it was just an accident?
    You didn't even mean that?
    I'm so embarrassed Writer/s: David Andrew Burd, Dequantes Devontay Lamar, Matthew Alexander, Michael L Tyler, Wille Maxwell
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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