Rufio, Miners - Gibby Gibson lyrics

Yuh, yuh, yuh haha, I was just kidding
Ahaha you thought boy
You thought haha

Now we bringing it all back
Got no money got no racks
Making hoops like we Shaq
Cuz Miners we the pack
Take you out to the mall
Cuz your pockets lookin' small
Ayo,  shout out Mr ball
Cuz you know he taught us all
Take a sip from this coke
All y'all stay woke yibbity yibbity ya
That's all folks
This gon' bring us to the top
Make the rap game stop wrists stay drippy
Thicc like Gibby

Snapback, heart attack welcome to my pack
Jk snackpack, girl tryna finesse
Ha I'm joking, unless? Fifty on my neck
That's disrespect
American Express, had to check
First time on a date, forget your wallet
No time to stay
Thank God for equal pay (yuh)
Not even leave without imprinting my feet
Came here to stay, won't declare defeat
Your bars dry as hay
I'll plant this rap seed
Like it was wheat (uh oh)
Class is dismissed but you
Still tryna' learn
Forget you not, baby just wait your turn
Time is value so mind you (here we go)

Yuh that cap real low, who that?
Act bad, he know's who back
Mr r-a-p-p-e-r-M-a-n no fannypack
Miners, Rufio, and the beat that's fact
We up in the lab we up in the lab
Let's go (yuh)

Cruising on them in the whip
Fools can only get a tip
Who came to get lit?
Green rift the flow get a barrier rip
Call up the Miners
I'm with them I tell them
Opening up, my cerebellum i'll be a legend
Hip hop defending you run it up
I grab a mansion
Popping up while I'm stocking up
Every dime that I make
Imma put in a safe that I'm locking up
I just want the love
And the time that it take
And the hate that's a win imma chalk it up
You popular?
You trending now but not tomorrow
You think you hot tamale but
Really you not at all you not at all (wooh)
You not at all (wooh)
You think you hot tamale but
Really you not at all (Woohwooh)
I'm nodding off (wooh)
I'm nodding off (wooh)
Sleeping on these rappers
Cuz none of em hot as moi

We live in a society
All these rappers mad at me
Boy you think you funny boy you clownin'
You a banshee
Went and got that that bank, Jamba Juice
Cuz that fruit on me on another world
Took a twirl, and I got the key

We not trippin' out here whippin'
Icy drippin' peter Griffin
We not trippin' out here whippin'
Icy drippin' peter Griffin

What, what?
In the crime scene lookin' like a homicide
Light turn green
And my vision turns to dollar signs
Fool me once fool me twice
That's your best bet all wet wet
Can't tell if it's blood or sweat
From Tampa Bay, to Santa Fe
We write lots cuz we got a lot to say
If you ain't support get out the way
Sit to the side while you watch the boys play
You don't like me? That ain't right see
You a chickpea i'm like Billy Butcher B
When it comes time, then we pop off
Yeah we got guap
And this train nonstop (skrr)
Do you feel this? This is lightning
Blasting in your car 'till your ears ring
Super hot Miners, no Bingham
We refiners, Gone sting em