Camo Cullinan Video (MV)

Camo Cullinan
Got the white linen
Full of young women
Run with South Ontarians
Met her near Silicon
She taste like cinnamon
Keep at a minimum
Back and forth like Wimbledon
I can't trust nobody but myself
Gotta keep these feelings to myself
They do not belong to someone else
Seal em put em back up on the shelve

High looking up the palm trees
Shaking in the breeze
Rocket in the space Yacht
Got no soft spot for no thot
I'm not insane I'm ludicrous
It's a 2 seater there's two of us
Diamonds so bright they luminous
Look at the tag on my bag PS Toronto swag
Put it aboard the plane got me some bad jet lag
I can't f*ck with no fronting mans
In the back they be talking
Like I don't know what be happening
They think I think they just rambling
But I got eyes in the back of my head
Something I said everyone eat but you don't get bread
Doesn't make sense all of the sudden you acting like I'm with the feds
Well guess what I don't walk, I strut
I don't talk, I bust we not the same, I made the cut
Trynna keep it cool with everyone around me
Writing off all of these waste yutes around me
I got a call from your phone your bitch trynna calling me
Whippin hard in the desert f*ck your Audi (AH!)

Camo Cullinan
Got the white linen
Full of young women
Run with South Ontarians
Met her near Silicon
She taste like cinnamon
Keep at a minimum
Back and forth like Wimbledon
I can't trust nobody but myself
Gotta keep these feelings to myself
They do belong to someone else
Seal em put em back up on the shelve

We flying high all over the world
Out in space floating diamonds and pearls
We offroading to our dreams as the crow flies
I look through to the universe into your eyes

Everyone hating I'm next that ain't a flex
You ain't really there, no disrespect
Own up to your shit come and collect
Don't call me out you can just text
I got a check don't need the stripes
You pretty cute but u ain't my type
How bout your sister she pretty nice
Can't have the cake with no ice
I cannot be with your crew
What do I do with all of the heat I be taking from you
I drive electric connected I be my own represented
It's good for the land good for the brand
Hop in the G wagon fam
Look at the bands we don't take cash
Hop in the G Wagon fam
Now that I feel I've been given love I will step on the line
Putting myself in a vulnerable state with a dollar sign
Now that I feel I've been given love I will step on the line
Trippin the obstacles I can demolish keep working the overtime

I can't trust nobody but myself
Gotta keep these feelings to myself
They do not belong to someone else
Seal em put em back up on the shelve

Wooh camo Cullinan
Got the white linen
Full of young women
Run with South Ontarians
Met her near Silicon
She taste like cinnamon
Keep at a minimum
Back and forth like Wimbledon
I can't trust nobody but myself
Gotta keep these feelings to myself
They do not belong to someone else
Seal em put em back up on the shelve

I can't trust nobody but myself

Gotta keep these feelings to myself