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lirik lagu catalog – big cezze

[verse 1: big cezze]
if a n*gga say i’m for the streets, it’s for the beef
i can’t stand all them b*tch n*gga tendencies
playing games on my phone, that don’t mean sh*t to me
if you f*ck with me, shouldn’t care about my history
you can’t even come back and think you kissing me
leave when i want, come back, b*tch, i’m a mystery
been grinding on my own, tryna get a bag
quit f*cking all them b*tches, tryna make me mad
heard we like the same b*tch, can’t believe i said that
should’ve put it on the floor, sh*t, where the bed at?
said her name is throat baby, whеre the head at?
ain’t no spеaking when we done, push the head back
same n*ggas bobbing they heads said i can’t rap
but you think what you think, i can’t change that
say you know who i be with, sh*t, where the names at?
you sending shots, but you don’t know where to aim at
once you cross that line, then you history
and everything you say, ain’t never gon mean sh*t to me
speaking on [?], you don’t even know me
b*tches better hold that [?] go back to the old me
a b*tch can’t hold me, had my own since eighteen
ain’t never been lazy, still can count on one hand
all the n*ggas ever played me, b*tches lowkey hate me
show love when they see me, i don’t understand it
these b*tches be competing, big woods, i’m chiefing
it was never in the [?]
a lotta sh*t i ain’t seen back then, i see it
[chorus: big cezze]
your n*gga can’t leave me, i ain’t worried ’bout him cheating
pop out on the ‘gram, i’m out for the weekend
i’ll write a b*tch a catalogue
they love speaking on [?] life, but don’t get involved
when sh*t get real in the field, who can you really call?
i’ll write a b*tch a catalogue
seen some things in my life, to this day, i don’t know what i saw
sh*t, it is what it is, i don’t wanna talk
b*tches lowkey kinda soft
if i’m [?]
your n*gga can’t leave me, i ain’t worried ’bout him cheating
pop out on the ‘gram, i’m out for the weekend
i’ll write a b*tch a catalogue
they love speaking on [?] life, but don’t get involved
when sh*t get real in the field, who can you really call?
i’ll write a b*tch a catalogue
seen some things in my life, to this day, i don’t know what i saw
sh*t, it is what it is, i don’t wanna talk
b*tches lowkey kinda soft
if i’m [?]

[verse 2: vae vanilla]
b*tches speaking bad on me, like you want to get back to me
i just ask around, and they said you ain’t got no bag, honey
i can’t do no back and forth with you, ’cause you don’t have money
only way you getting close to me is if you scam for me
flying state to state, ot when they ask for me
when they ask for me, tell ’em better have that cash for me
streets said i’m heat, so i don’t rep for free
if it’s money out the way, i go sit there [?]
i’m a beast, i touch 50 g’s, [?]
[?] don’t cost sh*t to get you touched
b*tches mention me too much, ho, is you a fan or what?
telling n*ggas that you know me, but that sh*t ain’t addin’ up
sad as f*ck, they mad as h*ll, real b*tch gon’ sell
two piece, had to match them sunglasses from chanel
you won’t never know sh*t, if i ever take a l
you with me, or you with them, i cut you off if i can’t tell
no mail on the planes, [?] with it
i’m the bag lady, all exotic, know i stay with it
reaching for my [?] pandemic, no, you can’t hit it
can’t spend enough, most i let him do is eat it, probably play with it
[?] now he asking for [?]
i ain’t never getting trapped by a n*gga, that sh*t foul
when you give they ass an inch, motherf*ckers take a mile
i done heard b*tches sneak dissing, on the pocket dial
know a couple hoes [?] hoping that i see it
i slap you for no reason, so it ain’t no point in reading
[?] got ’em cheesing, i just be teasing
now your n*gga missing, like his name was tommy egan
all it take is one taste and i bet i have him fiendin’
get a couple bands out him, for i let him know i’m leaving
and when i dip, leave with double what i came with
cataloguing n*ggas by the bag, but he my favorite

- big cezze

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