pus*y FREESTYLE lyrics

[Intro]
Why you got beef with Jasia?
Why you got beef with BABYXSOSA?
Why you got beef with me?
You is not no Sosa
You will never be no Sosa
You're Jasia, b*tch
Every single one of your little friends
Y'all sittin' there f*ckin'—
"Your friends", "Your friends", "Your friends"
This has been my whole life (I'm f*cked up)

[Verse]
[?] say come with the hook
You puttin' money on yo' n*gga's books
When I walk in they givin' me looks
Hit up yo' n*gga, he finna get jugged
I see that b*tch, we gon' run up or what? (Throw it up, up)
I see a opp, no, I won't do no jump
If you lookin' funny then I want my ones
I take a n*gga, pass him to my cut
She got a baby, it need her some lovin'
[?], she at the club
Yeah, run up them hunnids
I throw them ones, pop out for a check
Pullin' a strap out of my Tommy bag
I call up Polo, he handlin' that
In thе back of the Uber XL, [?]
[?]
I just ate [?]
I just hopе my team win
Carry the weight, I cannot hate, I cannot date
b*tches be talkin', but not to my face
You not in my place