Stacy Dash lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
Stupid n*ggas still gotta catch up

[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm tryna make me a fortune, you know I'm all 'bout a check
Ayy, we in the trap like The Office and it's a whole lot of racks on the desk (Yeah, yeah)
If it's static, then we get 'em hit, and n*gga, you could be next (Boom, boom)
Shorty French kissing the, I put her wrist in baguettes (Hey)
Ayy, rich b*tch in a G-Wagon, she do the dash and she bad like Stacy (She bad like Stacy)
All my n*ggas get a bag, young n*ggas getting money like the '80s (Getting money like the '80s)
Opps don't know what to do, they ain't gеtting no loot, them n*ggas too lazy (They ain't getting no loot)
Bro alrеady made news, don't get it confused, he'll still go crazy (Bro already made news)

[Verse]
I ain't talking 'bout perfume, have the shooters walk through, get sprayed like Macy's (Grah)
In my city, I'm a giant, but n*gga be making them plays like I'm Brady (Making them plays like I'm Brady)
I pull up and shorty eyein', she get on the di*k and then she going brazy (She get on the di*k and then)
Private jet when I be flyin', I'm putting the team on my back like McGrady
Heart cold, yeah, it's hollow, one in the head, gotta ride with the hollows (One in the head, gotta ride with that)
I don't trust none of these n*ggas, when you getting money, they all gonna follow (All gonna follow)
I don't trust none of these b*tches, these b*tches get hit and then gone by tomorrow (Gone by tomorrow)
You better hurry and get at the packs 'cause, yeah, they gone by tomorrow (Gone by tomorrow)
Lamb' truck, I don't want that Tahoe (Want that Tahoe)
Chips full with the cheese like taco (Cheese like taco)
Bad b*tch, she like to put on a show, and she gon' slide and make it clap like bravo (Clap like bravo)
Ride in the foreign, we swerving the pothole (Skrrt)
Ride in the foreign, we swerving the police (Skrrt, skrrt)
Why all these f*ck n*ggas act like they know me? (Act like they know me)
30's pull up, leave 'em drippy like codeine (30)
[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm tryna make me a fortune, you know I'm all 'bout a check
Ayy, we in the trap like The Office and it's a whole lot of racks on the desk (Yeah, yeah)
If it's static, then we get 'em hit, and n*gga, you could be next (Boom, boom)
Shorty French kissing the, I put her wrist in baguettes (Hey)
Ayy, rich b*tch in a G-Wagon, she do the dash and she bad like Stacy (She bad like Stacy)
All my n*ggas get a bag, young n*ggas getting money like the '80s (Getting money like the '80s)
Opps don't know what to do, they ain't getting no loot, them n*ggas too lazy (They ain't getting no loot)
Bro already made news, don't get it confused, he'll still go crazy (Bro already made news)