Famous Dex - What Else lyrics

(Verse 1: Derrick Milano) If you my dog, you my dog But I can't f** with snakes Woke up this morning, a beautiful day All of my b**hes on fleek and they slay If it ain't bout the money then f** out my face All, All of my hoes know I'm co*ky as sh** She left lipstick on the top of my dick It ain't no secret I'm f**ing yo b**h While you blowing her phone up she s**ing my dick (Verse 2: Famous Dex) All of n***as gone get to the cake Most of my b**hes be stupid and gay Minnie chop a n***a, call me a stake Put the f**ing red beam on your face I was 13 on my first jugg I put 3 grams on a backwood Run up on me, wish you would Uh yea, I got it out the mud (Verse 3: Derrick Milano) She said, "Ooo, ooo Derrick give me some more" Yea I'm addicted to dicking down who*es My dick is priceless can't cop it in stores Only my b**h, and her b**h can afford All of these hoes I should get an award Now we in foreigns and whipping the [?] Don't hit my phone, you'll get quick, click ignored This sh** a hit without using a chorus (Verse 4: Famous Dex) Oh my God, I just bought me a new Porsche Sipping on lean yea I feel like a dork f**ing your b**h yea I need an award Catch me an op, then I swear that I'm scoring A n***a getting money, I don't give a damn I'm blocking bad b**hes off of instagram Uh, yea I treat it like a spam Run up on me then I blam (Verse 5: Derrick Milano) I'm super hot like I'm fresh out the oven Super bad b**hes they call me McLovin' If she ain't gone f** me the other one's coming If I see that bag Imma run to the money Now that I'm hot people look at me funny All of a sudden them groupie hoes want me I got the juice, Imma go like the bunny So if that hoe f**s me I guess that she lucky (Verse 6: Famous Dex) I got the juice so the b**h wanna f** me Hop on my dick her sh** hop like a bunny Abracadabra my diamonds be sunny But I don't give a f**, yea I run to the money A n***a balling hard like Curry I got you little b**h on one knee Her p**y wet like the sea My diamonds hurting surgery (Verse 7: Derrick Milano) I know the b**h is a fan and she know it Dick in her mouth, Imma tell her to blow it Hand full of knives what me run it and throw it Now that I'm hot I guess everyone notice Boy, Boy them foamposites you got on is bogus You don't got all of that money you posting All of that instagram flexing is dope But we only gone look at you a** like a joke (Verse 8: Famous Dex) You ain't got none of that money you posted Run in your house and I swear I'll poke her [?] on my face, b**h I feel like the joker My 30 on me b**h, I feel like a toaster A 40 on me shooting boomerang I be getting money more than anything You better stay up in your lane And DDB, check the frame