Dem Hoes Gone Choose B Will (Ft. Boosie Badazz)

[Intro: B Will]
I know niggas ain't down but keep me posted
My bitch fuck niggas on all my joces
Both my niggas dead they got me frozen
Yo paperwork bad yo cases open
Them people be outside I think they scopin
And I think you stupid like them hoes
A groupie like them hoes (groupie ass bitch)
You foolish like them hoes (stupid nigga)
You know them hoes stole I ain't paid for no clothes
I got jiggas in the city and them lil bitches roll
I'll shoot you in yo brows

[Verse 1: B Will]
On my spirit and my soul
Fuck yo dreads and yo gold, fuck yo dreams and yo goals
Put some holes in his clothes
Since he talkin through his mutha fuckin nose
Sho me down on them joes
My partners from this dusty dusty roads
I fucked a lil dusty with some golds (yea)
22 years old and she chose, we got money cuz its slowed
The migos know we'll handle the whole load
Finessed you out them bows
Im successin all my hoes
My bitch smelled my dick she sniff my clothes
Im with my nigga Hatch he throwin 4's
Ask my nigga Shaw them Jiggas roll
Them punds of Gelato getting sold
Im way too fuckin hot to scrape the bowl
I'm the one that poppin X and havin sex and standin ova stoves
Y'all smoking reggie and half y'all sharin clothes
Im from Queensborough she from the Grove
Im off some henn im in my mode