Jody Lo, Yukmouth - Blackball Lyrics

(Yukmouth)
I spit hot fire like Dylon
You can mob deep and I'm still beefing like Saigon
The icon cooler than L.L. with the mic on
My right arm I spit explosions like a pipe bomb
You haters better let bygones be bygones
I'll choke you niggas to death like a python don't fuck with me
Just run it up with me or catch this buck fifty
cheek to cheek I tell my shooters when to go like Keak Da Sneak
SHEESH chopper spraying like an airbrush
The scene can get real fucked up like Yeezy's haircut
Don't come near us nigga only compare Yuk'
To the goats Pac Biggie Nas and Hov
Drake Kendrick and Cole Andre three triple o'
Not the head of my class but still I'm honor roll
One of the last rappers left that still ain't sold his soul
Crossed the globe I keep on moving like Soul to soul
What you see is the holy ghost and the holy grail
Roll a L' screaming fuck cancel culture and go chapelle
What you see is the holy ghost and the holy grail
Rolla L' fuck cancel culture go chapelle

(Jody Lo)
Run my money up and disappear I'm bout to go Chapelle
Sell my soul to sign a deal to who? I tell them go to hell
Ran up what they gave you for a budget off the dope I sell
Boy or girl we got it soft or hard and we got bows as well
Ran through everything and stashed the profit bought some more to sell
Tried to weigh my sack up all at once I think I broke the scale
Blew yo whole advance and didn't recoup these rappers broke as hell
I spit the realest shit you feel this shit just like its wrote in braille
You could've been an ash tray you only known for holding L's
I'm icey so I'm cold as hell
You don't fuck with me then oh well
Run up on me that wont go well turn yo beef into some rotel
Nigga knock you out yo socks leave yo shit ringing doorbell
I'm getting rid of whole bales
Cause we get them things in whole sale
I just put that work on clearance moved a half a pound in 4 sales
You gone probably run and go tell
I'm a black sheep I'm the goat well
Bitches wanna jack it niggas wanna ride my coat tail
If you ain't talking money then my phone out of service
I had junkies pulling up to my home I was serving
Bragging bout a car that you took out a loan just to purchase
Ran them clowns out of town now they gone like a circus
Got us trading our freedom for whips and chains on that slave shit
Niggas break they neck just to get a seat on the slave ship
Spending all yo money to keep up and you don't save shit
If you ain't talkin to me bout money then just don't say shit
I been chasing money every day since I was 8 years old
Living live action they acting so they just play they role
A bunch of niggas that say they real but they break the code
Never fit society standards ima just break the mold