Doja Cat - Boss Btch (from Birds Of: Prey: The Album)

“Next time,” she said, checking the time on her new accessory, “check the registration. I don't do carpools.”

Doja checked her reflection in the back of a polished spoon, adjusting a stray strand of pink hair. “Only ten? I must be losing my touch.” Doja Cat - Boss Btch (from Birds of Prey: The Album)

In three minutes, the room was a wreckage of broken mahogany and unconscious henchmen. Doja stood over the enforcer, who was now clutching his ribs on the Persian rug. “Next time,” she said, checking the time on

She walked out of the club, the heavy beat of the music resuming as if the building itself was exhaling in relief. Outside, the engine of her ride roared to life, a sleek, predatory growl that echoed off the skyscrapers. She didn't look back. Bosses never do. ” she said