Dummy Ad Lyrics

Post a dummy ad now the phone jumpin

Look like we finna hit the road

I go the fast way

I need a shortcut

I'm counting long money on a toll

Tag, yea you can get that on your toe

I been with the shit thought I told you before

Bitch you're paying me cause you don't know what I know

Niggas hating cause they can't pop out where I go

Pull up she hand me the trap in an envelope

Cause I been taking care of business

I let two hoes loose at the Omni though

They damn near ran off with his britches

I sent her walking down the road to riches

This is a 304 not a mistress

I'm popping shit and Bitcoin is my witness

Shit been better ever since I been in this

I do not lie to hoes or lead em' on

I keep it straight lace, right or wrong

Bitch hopping from P to P look like it's ping pong

They say that choose up is her theme song

I told her that I was some Pimpin she looked down to see if I had me some rings on

Her bag as big as her booty

That ass still look good when she got jeans on

Bitch worried bout some casamigos

I sent her up the street to my amigo

P Lou just broke the hoe for 10 racks

And he be knocking bitches off of bigo

Yeah, yeah

Watch how I run up them band bands

I ran through 100 off IZM and no I did not get a dollar off only fans

I'm hard as a brick hut I'm still smooth

Mista hotter than Texas, play it cool

You a flunkie lil nigga just stay in school

I was all in the hallway with a tool

I used to be shopping at Jimmy Jazz

Now I walk up in Neiman's with big bags

Used to pop out at them parties now all of my bitches get paid for kick-backs

Post a dummy ad now the phone jumping

Look like we finna hit the road

I go the fast way I need a short cut I'm counting long money on a toll,

Tag yea you can get that on your toe

I been with the shit thought I told you before

Bitch you paying me cause you don't know what I know

Niggas hating cause they can't pop out where I go