Lyrics Optera Freestyle by ​ericdoa

I won't lie to the ho, told her, "Bye, bye, b*t*h"
Pull up to a home, I'ma give 'em 556
I won't lie to the ho, told her, "Bye, bye, b*t*h"
Pull up to a home, I'ma give 'em 556
I won't lie to the ho, told her, "Bye, bye, b*t*h"
Pull up to a home, I'ma give 'em 556
You not my bro, you can suck my d**k (D-D-D-D-D-D-DJ PHAT)
I see your b*t*h and I blow her a kiss
If he ca—

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Good music got you scared, b*t*h
Optera

I heard this b*t*h wanna make up, uh
I turn around, buy her the necklace, uh
You are not him, you a extra, uh
Bnb, countin' that cheddar (Optera)
You can't do it like me, boy, I'm better
I can't f**k with you boys, I'm fed up
I tell a rich man get his bread up
If you down bad, pick ya head up
Woo, boy, we pick his head off (Optera)
This sh*t like Call of Duty, I love dead opps
B*t*h, this young money, make a bedrock
Ain't no blood money, make the feds watch
Need a brand new [?], On my Patek Watch
I don't give a f**k what this sh*t cost
Walk up in this b*t*h like the big boss
If he got a problem then I'm finna blast 'em
If you got a problem then talk to [?]
Pull up to the crib, she givin' me a**
Talkin' crazy, boy, stop the madness
TMZ, I got caught with a bad b*t*h
Like IG, [?] (This is a DJ PHAT exclusive)
High speed, ain't no way that you catch up

Uh, let me pop my sh*t (Optera)
I won't lie to the ho, told her, "Bye, bye, b*t*h"
Pull up to a home, I'ma give 'em 556 (D-D-D-D—)
You not my bro, you can suck my d**k
I see your b*t*h and I blow her a kiss (D-D-D—)
If he catch me outside then I'm blowin' a clip
I [?] this sh*t, put a hole through your whip (D-D-D-DJ PHAT)
get vibey
Ayy, f**k this song, boy, I don't give no f**k, man
Good music got you scared, b*t*h
I love you, DJ PHAT

I heard this b*t*h wanna make up, uh
I turn around, buy her the necklace, uh
You are not him, you a extra, uh
Bnb, countin' that cheddar (Optera)
You can't do it like me, boy, I'm better
I can't f**k with you boys, I'm fed up
I tell a rich man get his bread up
If you down bad, pick ya head up
I heard this b*t*h wanna make up, uh
I turn around, buy her the necklace, uh
You are not him, you a extra, uh
Bnb, countin' that cheddar (Optera)
You can't do it like me, boy, I'm better
I can't f**k with you boys, I'm fed up
I tell a rich man get his bread up
If you down bad, pick ya head up

Good music got you scared, b*t*h
Optera
I heard this b*t*h wanna make up, uh
I turn around, buy her the necklace, uh
You are not him, you a extra, uh
Bnb, countin' that cheddar (Optera)
You can't do it like me, boy, I'm better
I can't f**k with you boys, I'm fed up (D-D-D-D—)
I tell a rich man get his bread up (D-D-D-D—)
If you down bad, pick ya head up