Save That Lyrics Rich the Kid

[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 bitches, want the bag
Fuck 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)
Bitches 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 bitch 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 bitches, want the bag
Fuck 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]
Fuck the lies, you can save that (Save that)
Niggas 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 bitch 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 bitches, want the bag
Fuck 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