Kush Mccaulla - EASTER PINK

Went and got my bag, went and got my bag right

Didn't know how to act, went and got my cash right
Jumped inside my bag, went and got my bag right
I ain't coming last, I'm collecting my prize
Bitch you know that's gas, don't be disturbing my high

I don't need your cash, if you can't fuck with my price
Shawty I'm that man, I can't let you waste my time
I ain't makin plays, I'm standing with the umpire
I can't feel my face, sipping on that Easter pink

Got my volume to the max, smoking pressure down that E-way
I can't save a hoe, baby I ain't wearing no cape
Lot of niggas sweet, they been drinking too much Kool-Aid
All that pocket watchin', still ain't gonna get you paid

Uh, bitch I am a don, really having funds, bitch I'm having fun
Bouta hit my plug up, bitch I need an onion,
They hit like what you trying to do, I'm trying to get some money

They trying to peep the way I move, cause I don't come around
I still got love for all my dawgs, I'm still gonna put shit down,
You know that they gonna show me love whenever I'm in town,
Still think about that day in traffic, touch down 100 pounds

Didn't know how to act, went and got my cash right
Jumped inside my bag, went and got my bag right
I ain't coming last, I'm collecting my prize
Bitch you know that's gas, don't be disturbing my high

I don't need your cash, if you can't fuck with my price
Shawty I'm that man, I can't let you waste my time
I ain't makin plays, I'm standing with the umpire
I can't feel my face, sipping on that Easter pink

I can't feel my face, sipping on that Easter pink
I can't feel my face, sipping on that Easter pink

Written by:
MALIK MCCAULLA

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