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save that - rich the kid lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
d.a. got that dope

[chorus]
now i’m rapping, motorola in the trash (in the trash)
all hundreds, tell promoters give me cash (woo, woo)
i ain’t cappin’, put two-fifty on the dash (skrrt)
and i ain’t worried ’bout these b-tches, want the bag
f-ck bein’ famous
came up from the bottom, but i made it
at the top, you get rich, but then they hate it
when you get that check, you better save it
no cap

[verse 1]
don’t say that
i got money and it’s old, come from way back
i done did put my team on, now they hate that
rich forever boss, i can’t fake that
invest the money for the check that you gon’ make back
i might pull up lam’, i might go maybach (skrrt)
b-tches gettin’ crazy with the payback (with the payback)
had to cut a ho off, i can’t play that (i can’t play that)
you ain’t got the money so just save that (woo, woo)
workin’ real hard, better save that (better save that)
bought my b-tch a purse, cost me eight racks (eight racks)
but i did a show and got that cake back (woo)
rich

[chorus]
now i’m rapping, motorola in the trash (in the trash)
all hundreds, tell promoters give me cash (woo, woo)
i ain’t cappin’, put two-fifty on the dash (skrrt)
and i ain’t worried ’bout these b-tches, want the bag
f-ck bein’ famous
came up from the bottom, but i made it
at the top, you get rich, but then they hate it
when you get that check, you better save it
no cap

[verse 2]
f-ck the lies, you can save that (save that)
n-gg-s talkin’ trash, ain’t got no racks
i can fit a fifty in my knapsack (knapsack)
put another hundred in my backpack (woo)
teach you how to make a mil’, i promise that
i really get the check and you can save the cap
i tell your b-tch i love her, she gon’ say it back
but i can’t save a ho, that’s a big fact
i forgot her number, i ain’t save that (brrt)
i can make one-fifty in an hour flat
i can make the money flip and double back
i’ma make another check and i’ma save that

[chorus]
now i’m rapping, motorola in the trash (in the trash)
all hundreds, tell promoters give me cash (woo, woo)
i ain’t cappin’, put two-fifty on the dash (skrrt)
and i ain’t worried ’bout these b-tches, want the bag
f-ck bein’ famous
came up from the bottom, but i made it
at the top, you get rich, but then they hate it
when you get that check, you better save it
no cap

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