Ericdoa - Optera Freestyle lyrics

[Ericdoa - Optera Freestyle lyrics]

I won't lie to the ho, told her, "Bye, bye
Bitch" pull up to a home, I'ma give 'em 556
I won't lie to the ho, told her, "Bye, bye
Bitch" pull up to a home, I'ma give 'em 556
I won't lie to the ho, told her, "Bye, bye
Bitch" pull up to a home, I'ma give 'em 556
You not my bro, you can suck my dick
(d-d-d-d-d-d-dj phat)
I see your bitch and I blow her a kiss
If he ca

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Good music got you scared, bitch optera

I heard this bitch 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 fuck 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 shit like Call of Duty, I love dead opps
Bitch, 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 fuck what this shit cost
Walk up in this bitch 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 ass
Talkin' crazy, boy, stop the madness
TMZ, I got caught with a bad bitch
Fee, he got caught with a
Like IG, (This is a DJ PHAT exclusive)
High speed, ain't no way that you catch up
Uh, let me pop my shit (Optera)
I won't lie to the ho, told her, "Bye, bye
Bitch" pull up to a home, I'ma give 'em 556
(D-D-D-D)
You not my bro, you can suck my dick
I see your bitch and I blow her a kiss
(D-D-D) if he catch me outside then
I'm blowin' a clip
I this shit, put a hole through your whip
(D-D-D-DJ PHAT)

Slimey, get vibey i'm on that bitch
Ayy, fuck this song, boy, I
Don't give no fuck, man
Good music got you scared, bitch
I love you, DJ PHAT

I heard this bitch 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 fuck 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 bitch 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 fuck 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, bitch optera
I heard this bitch 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 fuck 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

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