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jay critch - stacy dash lyrics

[chorus]
i’m tryna make me a fortune, you know i’m all bout the check
we in the trap like the office, and issa whole lot of racks on the desk
if it’s static then we get ’em hit, and n+gga you could be next
if shorty french kissing the+, i put her wrist in baguettes
rich b+tch in a g+wagon, she do the dash and she bad like stacy
all my n+ggas get a bag, young n+ggas getting money like the 80’s
opps don’t know what to do, they ain’t gettin’ no loot, them n+ggas too lazy
roro already made news, don’t get it confused, he’ll still go crazy

[verse]
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout pеrfume, if the shooters walk through, gеt sprayed like macy’s
in my city i’m a giant, but n+gga be makin’ them plays like i’m brady
i pull up and shorty ironing, she get on the d+ck and then she going brazy
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
i don’t trust none of these n+ggas, when you gettin’ money, they all gonna follow
i don’t trust none of these b+tches, these b+tches get hit and be gone by tomorrow
you better hurry and get up them packs cause, yeah, they gone by tomorrow
lamb truck, i don’t want that tahoe
chips full with the cheese like taco
bad b+tch, she like to put on a show, and she gon’ slide and make it clap like bravo
ridin’ the foreign, we swerving a pothole
ridin’ a foreign, we swerving the police
why do these f+ck n+ggas act like they know me?
30’s pull up, leave ’em drippy like codeine
[chorus]
i’m tryna make me a fortune, you know i’m all bout the check
we in the trap like the office, and issa whole lot of racks on the desk
if it’s static then we get ’em hit, and n+gga you could be next
if shorty french kissing the+, i put her wrist in baguettes
rich b+tch in a g+wagon, she do the dash and she bad like stacy
all my n+ggas get a bag, young n+ggas getting money like the 80’s
opps don’t know what to do, they ain’t gettin’ no loot, them n+ggas too lazy
roro already made news, don’t get it confused, he’ll still go crazy

- jay critch lyrics

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