J Flocka - Big Ders Verse lyrics

[Intro] Yo, yo check it This is written over a Nas beat so I'm gonna spit some written lyrics [Verse] Yo, I don't give a f** Spit something at me all I say is good luck Me on the mic is like playing with fire Catch a hot bar watch you stop. Flat tire I'll f** this beat like it was my wife Rhyming, smoking, this sh** is my life Doing it big like every other weeken' And chillin' with my boy that's the crazy Puerto Rican Kid fights like the Last of the Mohicans I'm so fancy on the track call me European Flow like Mayweather it's unbeaten You fake-a** rappers, who Big Ders eatin'? Make you question is his greatness that you seein' Come through the halls and everybody screamin' The way I run my team you think I was a Sheehan I go through more dope than an addict that be fiendin' The way I'm spitting is pretty f**ing hot That's how I run [?] on these b**hes who not Point me to the throne, i'll fire the first shot Count 1, 2, 3, till your a** gets dropped [Outro] Yo, more to come. Big Ders