Lochetic Lyrics

I heard it's kill or be killed

Popping it off for the thrill

Flaming right up on the grill

Who made you my nigga

I put the trust in creator

I peep you're a hater

Let's see you go crazy my nigga

Don't get mad I just go crazier nigga

I put your head on the table my nigga

I heard it's kill or be killed

Treating these niggas like lils

Dying on top of the hill

Who's raising these niggas

I see that real isn't common

I don't even comment just look how fugazi these niggas

Never been me cause I'm made for this nigga

Untouchable you can't trade for this nigga

What you wanna be the man to petty me to go

Take a look and have you shook it make you ready for the flow

Kill streaking on the avenue the aim is like a pro

I'm a little of a radical the mental never cope

Sort of like a bigger animal I'm creeping in the cold

I ain't thought about it rational or affable

I see it lil attackable

It's natural that callings taking over

Armageddon getting closer

For the ride like a chauffeur like

I heard it's kill or be killed

Make it you gotta have zeal

A lil bit of skill

The hunter gets hunted my brother

Be number one and now everyone done with the waiting

They stalk and they coming my brother

Lift up my shirt and I'm gunning my brother

Don't say a word cause I'm cunning my brother

I heard it's kill or be killed

Gotta watch out for the steal

Vultures out plotting they meal

Stay vigilant brother

Drawing attention like death to sentence

I stay out of mentions and radars my brother

Son of the bat like I'm Jason my brother

Not taking Tatum I seize (C's) up my brother

Be the change you wanna see with money on your head

ATM at the moment I be banking on the spread

Gambling up at Grambling Lousisana man

Moving like a Peloton don't believe I pelican

I can put you on the ground like a piñata

Put the beam on the cranium for the clean shotta

Coconut cracked with the labor for the lemonade

Stack another accolade you can say hey when you see father

I heard it's kill or be killed

Put the fear of God in a man tell the testimony

Like a single mother begging buddy for the alimony

Knowing she the one cheating now she playing victim and the system

Lil Terrio you gotta ouu kill em

Gotta ouu get him

Gotta get the writing back in blood

Grip the pen like a knife

And the knife like a gun

And the gun with precision

That'll make a nigga hush

Out of Ari Fletcher's words

You can make a bitch blush

With the vengeance of a demon

With a little heavens touch

I can run it like I mean it

Like Knievel and his stunts

Pick it up ASAP

Wrap it up lace front

Push it up barbell

Roll it up made blunt

For the low maintenance

I got time for the shams

Popping up broad day

You gon know who I am