[Intro]
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[Chorus: NASAAN]
My bitch tryna teach me 'bout a vacation (Okay)
Saan don't, I mean I don't believe in relaxation (Okay)
I'm in the Cullinan gang (Gang)
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I'm in the Cullinan gang (Gang)
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds

[Verse 1: NASAAN]
Switch the topic, bae, why don't you top me?
I got good at this shit, now I'm cocky
I'm on tour, groupies all in the lobby
I say, "Cullinan" (Error 404)
I say, "Cullinan," that mean a posse
I want more than that boy from Degrassi
I was him when they nicknamed me Papi
Do you copy?
Hi, wow, lucky to meet me
Wow, I was broke all on Peachtree
Bang, bang, bumpin' this Chief Keef
Bang, bang, fuck her on repeat
Hi again, lucky to meet me
Mr. Hundred Bands, don't watch your TV
Cancún? You gotta teach me
Honeymoon? You gotta teach me (Okay)
[Chorus: NASAAN & Icewear Vezzo]
My bitch tryna teach me 'bout a vacation (Okay)
Saan don't, I mean I don't believe in relaxation (Okay)
I'm in the Cullinan gang (Gang)
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I'm in the Cullinan gang (Gang)
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
My bitch tryna teach me 'bout a vacation (Okay)
Saan don't, I mean I don't believe in relaxation (Okay)
I'm in the Cullinan gang (Gang)
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I'm in the Cullinan gang (Gang)
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on— (Drank God)

[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Hundreds and fifties and twenties
Told a fuck n***a ain't shit but some money
Still in the trenches, got rich as I wanted
Run with them hitters, get clipped for an onion
Fuck is you sayin'? They know how we comin'
Two hundred bands on Rollies in London (Drank God)
Yeah, pour up some red
I hit lil' bro with some beans, might pay if you throw in that head
Get low in the van
Countin' that check, we run this shit up like we goin' up stairs (We goin' up stairs)
Empty the click, switchy on stick
We double around and reload it again (Ooh)
N***as ain't have no motion
Rat on your homies, you bogus, he told on the Fifth (He told)
Rich-ass n***a, I still get busy
Don't fuck with no rappers, we rollin' they mans
[Chorus: NASAAN]
My bitch tryna teach me 'bout a vacation (Okay)
Saan don't, I mean I don't believe in relaxation (Okay)
I'm in the Cullinan gang (Gang)
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I'm in the Cullinan gang (Gang)
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
My bitch tryna teach me 'bout a vacation (Okay)
Saan don't, I mean I don't believe in relaxation (Okay)
I'm in the Cullinan gang (Gang)
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I'm in the Cullinan gang (Gang)
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds