Save Dat Money (feat. Fetty Wap and Rich Homie Quan)

[Intro: Lil Dicky & Fetty Wap ]|LD, AKA The Independent Variable_Trap God, and we servin' up the whole world||[Hook: Fetty Wap]|Ay, where the gold at, baby?_Ay, where the clothes at, baby?_Ay, where the dough at, baby?_In the bank, 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||[Verse 1: Lil Dicky]|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 raised in?_I've been savin' money since a motherfucker thirteen|I wear the same pair of jeans everyday_Free sandwiches, homie, two stamps 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!||[Hook: Fetty Wap]|Ay, where the gold at, baby?_Ay, where the clothes at, baby?_Ay, where the dough at, baby?_In the bank, 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||[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]|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 them_All of them bitches actin' holy, ain't got no God in 'em|I can teach a lil nigga somethin', 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...||[Interlude: Lil Dicky]_Quan what's this have to do with saving money though?_You know a full verse would have been too expensive anyways_I think||[Verse 3: Lil Dicky]|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_Airbnb the mother fucker, least I'm never there_I'm 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 when the sale on them_The fuck you rappers bragging bout? You overpaying for it||[Hook: Fetty Wap]|Ay, where the gold at, baby?_Ay, where the clothes at, baby?_Ay, where the dough at, baby?_In the bank, 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||[Verse 4: Lil Dicky]|I ain't never hit a bar with a cover|Low thread count, hard with the covers|Free trial memberships dog_I never join the shits dog_Fuck you think this is dog?|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!||[Hook: Fetty Wap]|Ay, where the gold at, baby?_Ay, where the clothes at, baby?_Ay, where the dough at, baby?_In the bank, 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||[Bridge: Fetty Wap]|Everytime these niggas tryna play_And lately I've been stackin' up crazy_Stackin' up cause all about the bands, baby|800k underneath the bed baby||[Outro: Lil Dicky]|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_Ohh, don't double charge me for that_Don't double charge me, we like_Ohh, don't double charge me for that|Don't do it to yourself_Cause I might just ask 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 take 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_Verse the bacon cheeseburger was and making my decision|I would hate to be the waiter trying to tell me something different_I'mma 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 [sniff]_You didn't even... that was... that's... I'm so embarrassed|