Mother Fucker Lyrics

I'm steppin' on that trouser, cause I'm saggin' like a motherfucker

The pistol with me, pow, and it gon' speak good like it's Harvey Specter

Obviously, I'm steppin' like a motherfucker

Russian roulette, we gon' spin him, stomp him like a hammer

We violent, spin him like a fuckin' 619

I got that blicky in my jeans, we stuffed the trunk, with hunnid rounds

And you get jumped in the our, bitch, we bust you till we done

I go by Rich Snowman, the guy who gon' send him underground

Fuck a lot of bitches, you know that I'm steppin

And the opps, they won't be missin, you know I'm a dreadhead

Posed to be a man, yeah, he textin' on the phone

But he ain't want to hop out, I wanna fight, but he pussy

Pistol sound, hunnid rounds, take his soul, we drag him down

I see what he think about, they left him with his brain cell out

Loud, loud, shoot around, all my shooters shoot a round

Quick talk, then we put him down, don't move if we x'em out

It's a murder in my city, choppas and machetes

Pink flag, baby, I don't know why they ain't with me

He wanna roll against me, show him up that glizzy

Whole lot of lit shooters, who's ready to play with me

They shootin' with a Uzi, do it for a twenty

I don't know if you gon' lose him, but my team is winnin

I'm sure you gon' lose this, you got a blicky

But I'm sure you wont use it, got the AR on me

I'm steppin' on that trouser, cause I'm saggin' like a motherfucker

The pistol with me, pow, and it gon' speak good like it's Harvey Specter

Obviously, I'm steppin' like a motherfucker

Russian roulette, we gon' spin him, stomp him like a hammer

We violent, spin him like a fuckin' 619

I got that blicky in my jeans, we stuffed the trunk, with hunnid rounds

And you get jumped in our city, bitch, we bust you till we done

I go by Rich Snowman, the guy who gon' send him underground

Spin his block, murder talk, play with us, your brain gon' pop

Shoot him up like pop, pop, pop, reload the Glock, the bullets drop

Fuck the opps, we the opps, fuckin' his bitch, queen on the top

She suck the dick, no dirty talk, she take it deep like glawp glawp

My flow fast like a bad AR, I'ma show you how bad they are

They spit nothin', no cap, I'ma show you my bars, and how lit they are

Coach H tell em (tell em), we're not scared by the freakin' mans they are

We go hard, non stop, and we gon' beat them mans, fuckin' gays they are

I'm steppin' on that trouser, cause I'm saggin' like a motherfucker

The pistol with me, pow, and it gon' speak good like it's Harvey Specter

Obviously, I'm steppin' like a motherfucker

Russian roulette, we gon' spin him, stomp him like a hammer

We violent, spin him like a fuckin' 619

I got that blicky in my jeans, we stuffed the trunk, with hunnid rounds

And you get jumped in our city, bitch, we bust you till we done

I go by Rich Snowman, the guy who gon' send him underground

I'm steppin' on that trouser, cause I'm saggin' like a motherfucker

The pistol with me, pow, and it gon' speak good like it's Harvey Specter

Obviously, I'm steppin' like a motherfucker

Russian roulette, we gon' spin him, stomp him like a hammer

We violent, spin him like a fuckin' 619

I got that blicky in my jeans, we stuffed the trunk, with hunnid rounds

And you get jumped in our city, bitch, we bust you till we done

I go by Rich Snowman, the guy who gon' send him underground