$ave Dat Money - Lil Dicky, Rich Homie Quan, Fetty Wap

LD, AKA The Independent Variable

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?

In the bank but you know I ain’t tryna blow that, baby

Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so thrifty)

Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so stingy)

Ay, we gon' save that money

What we do?

We gon' save that money

Rap game got it all wrong

We ain’t 'bout to go and spend money just to flex on them

We ain’t really got it like y’all (Yeah, baby!)

I’m a 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

Hold up

You ain’t heard of Lil Dave, Yung L, The Jew Biz Major?

Fuck you know about the world he was raised in?

I’ve been savin' money since a motherfucker thirteen

I wear the same pair of jeans everyday

Free sandwiches, homie, two st&s away

Book flight December but I leave in May

Drugs are generic but still work the same

I get logins for Netflix from my cousin Greg

Thanks Greg!

Ay, where the gold at, baby?

Ay, where the clothes at, baby?

Ay, where the dough at, baby?

In the bank but you know I ain’t tryna blow that, baby

Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so thrifty)

Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so stingy)

Ay, we gon' save that money

What we do?

We gon' 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' thoughtless, I disregard 'em

All of them bitches actin' holy, ain’t got no God in 'em

I can teach a lil nigga somethin', like a preacher

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 a full verse would have been too 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 with the sale on it

The fuck you rappers bragging bout?

You overpay for it

Ay, where the gold at, baby?

Ay, where the clothes at, baby?

Ay, where the dough at, baby?

In the bank but you know I ain’t tryna blow that, baby

Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so thrifty)

Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so stingy)

Ay, we gon' save that money

What we do?

We gon' 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 shiz though

Fuck you think this is though?

Frequent flying like a motherfucking finch though

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?

In the bank but you know I ain’t tryna blow that, baby

Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so thrifty)

Ay, we gon' save that money (I'm so stingy)

Ay, we gon' save that money

What we do?

We gon' save that money

Every time these niggas tryna play

And lately I’ve been stackin' up crazy

Stackin' up all about the bands 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 along like

Oh don’t double charge for me for that

Don’t double charge me, we like

Oh 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 differentiator 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 bruh 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 the what the difference in the cheeseburger

Vs.

the bacon cheeseburger was and making my decision

I would hate to be the waiter trying to tell me something different

I’m a get on Yelp in a minute and review

This piece of shit place like only a kyke 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

You didn’t… that was… that’s… I’m so embarrassed