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Fetty Wap

Genres: Hip-Hop

Save That Money Lyrics - Fetty Wap

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 

 

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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 

 

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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 

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