Ayy, where the gold at, baby? (Yeah baby) Ayy, where the clothes at, baby? (Yeah baby) Ayy, where the dough at, baby? In the bank, you know I ain't tryna blow that, baby Ayy, we gon' save that money (Yeah, I'm so Jewish) Ayy, we gon' save that money (Yeah, I'm so frugal) Ayy, we gon' save that money (I'm so imprudent) What we do? We gon' save that money All of my luggage is Louis 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 disregardin' them 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 to church fresh as hell, no Easter I can make his ass burp like a baby without no hiccup I could.
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LD, AKA The Independent Variable Trap God, I was servin' out the hallway ( I want my money all ways) Ayy, where the gold at, baby? (Fuck I need gold for man?) Ayy, where the clothes at, baby? (Fuck I need clothes for man?) Ayy, where the dough at, baby? In the bank, you know I ain't tryna blow dat, baby Ayy, we gon' save that money (I'm so thrifty) Ayy, we gon' save that money (I'm so stingy) Ayy, we gon' save that money What we doin'? We gon' save dat money The rap game got it all wrong We ain't 'bout to go and spend money just to flex on 'em 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 (No) Those margaritas not goin' on my card (No) 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? (Ayy) Fuck you know about the world he raised in? (Fuck) I've been savin' money since a motherfucker 13 I wear the same pair of jeans every day (It's true) Free sandwiches, homie, two stamps away (It's true) Book flight December but I leave in May (I do) Drugs are generic but still work the same I get logins for Netflix from my cousin Greg Thanks, Greg!
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