Uh Huh (feat. Zilla Oaks) - President Zik & BHP

We gon' pop champagne, this for the life Energy strong enough to brighten the night Everything good, everything nice Energy strong enough to brighten day and night Whole team winning, we be getting rich We don't give a fuck, man, we don't give a shit Damn it feels good everything right Everything good and everything right right right right Everything good, everything right Amma be getting that money, i dey alright Hustling from day one Used to beg for them shows Steady chasing their bags pray to god that i blow They don't, don't know i used to be that broke, but it never showed I used to wear the same shoe every damn show Now im hopping out my whip Dole sai na basu drip We gon pop champagne taste for the life Energy strong enough to brighten the night Everything good everything nice Energy strong enough to brighten the night Whole team winning we be getting rich We don't give a fuck man we don't give a shit Everything good everything right Everything good everything right Champagne for the pain Cold nights in the rain Glock 40 let it rain Glock 40 let it rain Billie jean michael j yeah and you know we keep the chain top Step up on it no breaks woah Catch up i'm on the pace woah Wait wait whole city out of place Once again i had to save the day Bet I'm Superman without a cape Bet I get the guala on the day-to-day Keep a hundred racks up in the safe Music trapping fuck I make it either way Fuck it tell this bitches andele We gon' pop champagne taste for the life Energy strong enough to brighten the night Everything good, everything nice Energy strong enough to brighten the night Whole team winning, we be getting rich We don't give a fuck, man, we don't give a shit Everything good, everything right Everything good, everything right

Riding round my gas tank on E Tryna get them rubber bands on me Staying up late way quarter past three Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep I said Riding round my gas tank on E Tryna get them rubber bands on me Staying up late way quarter past three Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep What's brackin man I got it cracking on G That's on God man I got my squad on me Grinding late my mama calling can't speak Out for guap hustle never stops on these streets Duckings opps if we meet Ducking cops tryna peep Just to cop all these beats Had to drop a few gees Yeah yeah Spending my last change Hoping I'm halfway Even on bad days Had to get that pay Still on the fast lane Taking the last train KD to ABJ all for the rap game Tryna get picked like it's draft day Best like I'm Cass' Clay Follow the money yeah dat way Thinking bout past days Before all the racks came Four days no sleep Same clothes for weeks Mobbin in these streets Tryna get a bussdown on my wrist yeah Four days no sleep Same clothes for weeks Mobbin in these streets Tryna get a bussdown on my wrist Down on my wrist yeah Riding round my gas tank on E Tryna get them rubber bands on me Staying up late way quarter past three Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep I said Riding round my gas tank on E Tryna get them rubber bands on me Staying up late way quarter past three Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep Look We never sleep we never sleep Until the cheddar complete Do you one better And make sure the setup is sweet For all of my brothers to see To be a go getta is key Follow the grind to the letter Till me and my NIGGAS be riding round in leather seats Rock gucci sweaters man they can not sweat us With chains that be so big they can't set us free That's for all the times that I slept on the floor Everytime we was left in the cold Ain't nowhere left we could go but the top And it's best that you know that we got Got it on lock Went from have-not To having knots Yeah tick tock that go the clock Right before the buzzer take a shot Now we like the summer make it hot yeah 'Member when I was cruising round in my green ranger With big dreams of being major With my tank on E Bank account on E Man that SHIT didn't even faze us Man dem got focused like laser Man dem United like Glazers So we started writing on them pages Now we just shut down stages Whoa Four days no sleep Same clothes for weeks Mobbin in these streets Tryna get a bussdown on my wrist yeah Four days no sleep Same clothes for weeks Mobbin in these streets Tryna get a bussdown on my wrist Down on my wrist yeah Riding round my gas tank on E Tryna get them rubber bands on me Staying up late way quarter past three Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep I said Riding round my gas tank on E Tryna get them rubber bands on me Staying up late way quarter past three Real NIGGAS know real NIGGAS don't sleep

Sick in the head I'm sick in the head Say I'm sick in the head Tired of these ABJ girls They seeking ahead And I touch my pockets I'm seeking the bread Say I'm seeking the bread Said I'm seeking the bread I'm sick in the head How can my man wait 420 when we're seeking the bread I'm sick in the head Say I'm sick in the head I'm tired of these ABJ girls They seeking ahead And I touch my pockets I'm seeking the bread Say I'm seeking the bread So how can my man wait 420 When we're sleep in a bed Sick in the head man that boy sick in the head Mandem stick with the gang Stick shift it again They shots bricking again (Beep) tripping again Broski trippy again But we stick to the plan Taking all the wins to the ends Team pulling up in a Benz I don't switch on my mans We don't follow trends I just play my part my role Never sell my soul Heaven only knows Charged up overdosed Niggas never knew the road But man touched road Now we moving Os never mind the Z's New school still OG Baba like Soul E Don't talk to police Still roll with OGs No lager but we got the trophy Dem dey form like say they no see Tell me say you don't know me Ten texts from one girl Tomi I tell her say please no need These barneys wanna hold me Back so I just stay low-key like that Yeah yeah yeah Sick in the head Sick in the head yeah Yeah yeah That boy sick in the head Sick in the head Sick in the head yeah Sick in the mmmmmmm Natasha e fit get rugged Man wey get blood for mouth Na him touch serviette Back and forth like racket Reach your peak dem fit swear say na him touch sachet Left hand slice like matchet This one dey form Durella The king of the zanga Na once I go chop am like starch And leave am like Banga It's easy to talk about pain But it's harder to live it If I don't talk I believe it Not cuz i move with a sequence Juvenile deliquents F&N and I need me nutritions If I don't make me a meal for today If I don't score they go call me Depay I prefer Demba Ba Cuz I be boys dem father Ahh Make she no vex for me See one call from my ex tell her mm mm mmm So I just dodge abi I no dey fear press keys and I no avoid boys wey dey press lappy (Sick in the head) I'm sick in the head Say I'm sick in the head Tired of these ABJ girls They seeking ahead And I touch my pockets I'm seeking the bread Say I'm seeking the bread Said I'm seeking the bread I'm sick in the head How can my man wait 420 When we're seeking the bread I'm sick in the head Say I'm sick in the head I'm tired of these ABJ girls They seeking ahead They seeking ahead And I touch my pockets I'm seeking the bread Say I'm seeking the bread So how can my man wait 420 When we're sleep in a bed