Catalog Lyrics

I'm a mother fuckin boss

Told her if she breath wrong

I might cut her off

I might got yo main in my catalog

Told ya lil bitch the head wasn't bad at all

Bitch hold up

I'm a mother fuckin boss

If she ain't fuckin wit me it's her fuckin loss

I just put yo main in my catalog

Told ya bitch the brain wasn't bad at all

How ya been

I been stacking hundreds and nothin else

Turned a money tree into a Forrest

I'm something else

I get what I want

I put in work after I manifest

I might let shit slide

But my young hitter

Gone do you scandalous

Water on my neck I got it

Straight out the trenches

Came up on a check I got it

Straight out the bitches

In and out the States

Dodging State Penitentiary

I can't deal with goofy hoes

Bitch this ain't Disney

Ugh, ugh

Know I keep that iron like a golf cart

Nigga swing that stick like it's top golf

I might front a block

To get yo block knocked off

I'm cool on beef, just don't get me hot dog

Bitch hold up

I'm a mother fuckin boss

Told her if she breath wrong

I might cut her off

I might got yo main in my catalog

Told ya lil bitch the head wasn't bad at all

Bitch hold up

I'm a mother fuckin boss

If she ain't fuckin wit me it's her fuckin loss

I just put yo main in my catalog

Told ya bitch the brain wasn't bad at all