Big ‘N’ Black lyrics

[Phat Kat]
My flow's phenomenal, n*gga
Big and black so call me a bondable n*gga
When you speaking on [?]
I'm on the tip of your toung
Post it up in the cat cave, stacking my funds
One phone call to my wolves
They put your ass on a stick
I'm in London up in the studio tweaking a mix
Your whole style is b*tch, I'm here to switch sh*t up
Step in the booth, touch the mic
Then watch that b*tch lit up
Speaking on me you definitely get your ass hit up
Smack you down to the ground
Now wake your b*tch ass up
Got you running telling your frends
That we like, yeah that's up
[?]
You know how we get down
Up in the lab 24/7 perfecting our sound
While you still on the block
Mad hating, f*cking around
We getting cake and scratch
You still at your momma's house kicking bass and raps
So if you curse and talk a lot your face gets smacked
No time along with your girl, what kinda space is that
Need to get your own sh*t, n*gga, face the fact
Let me be right and exact
f*ck all you bootleggers
And with my UK connect
Phat Kat and Foreign Beggars