R.I.P Big Freestyle

I'm all about that sauerkraut

Got the block poppin

20's out 50's too

I'm comin' man, I'm gettin' you, I'm hittin' you

And ya fuckin' crew

I spring up like Mountain Dew

You can catch me in the mountains dude

You lookin' like you found me dude

Some new shit Khalif on the track

Yo Leef been that man

Leef been had them grams

Leef already spend like a hundred grand

Since I was a young boy

I been doin' this real quick

Let me get a face up

Let me get a selfie bitch

Let me look at myself cause I know I'm that nigga

Yeah I got them fuckin' bombs and I got them triggers

Bitches tryna holla

But I need them dollars

Yeah, I need that Gucci, yeah, and that Prada, yeah

I'm fuckin' hop out fresh out the shower, swaggy leafy

Man call me swaggy be easy

Nigga where money nigga, where my fuckin' cheese nigga

And if you don't got it I'ma call the bees nigga

We on your ass nigga, we buzzin' like Pittsburgh

Nigga black and yellow killer bees yeah footballs

We throw them footballs

We throw them eight balls

We got them nine balls

And we got them six balls

I'm about to give it to my man

Cause he sick dog

Cause he sick in the kitchen

Cause he whip up

You know what the tech a do, uh

You know what the tech a do

You know what the tech a do

It'll get technical

I'll cock back and leave a hole in your testicle

Take your manhood

Cause you sweet

Cause you sell weed that's cheap like canned goods

My name Wood just like a club stick

I'm reckless, and I got the tech bitch

I move block to block just like Tetris

I get you popped and shocked like electric

I say shit, we all gon' eat, and when it's time to fight, we all gon' beat

Call the police, if you have too dogs