VAMOS Lyrics

Let's go

Yeah

Oh I'm a bad man

I'm the boogie man

Its getting spooky man

Because rapping wasn't in my plans

You're a funny man

Claiming you're a money man

Keep on talking man

Take you down south in Blakeys van

Fresh and funky

That's how my foot tastes

We trim it down

Because we aint reppin taupe

I Lay awake at night

I even scare ghosts

We're story telling with a scary coasty airy flow

About what matters most

I think I'll raise a toast

For all the people that we've lost

when they couldn't cope

Ive been locked down before

Laying on the floor

Crying with nobody knocking belling at my door

So I brought back

worked on my mental state

Stacking bricks to help me levitate

Cutting snakes to help me meditate

Never hesitate when I feel betrayed

By a so called mate or a babe

Fast track al put your head on a plate

I'm the tax man

The spitting facts man

Burst in through the door

Breach it like I'm batman

You're a pussy man

Keep on walking man

Claim you a gym but

Ive seen bigger baby scans

Yeah

Setting destinations

breaking out the hibernation

For my music be patient

I'm on a roll in the matrix

I be erasing the hating

All While I'm mixing my flavours

Riding through in my spaceship

Aint got time for your fake shit

Play it cool while you're waiting

For all the ryhmes im creating

For all the timeless creations

Big up the north of my nation

I Can't wait to hear you complaining

Pull up a seat cause im staying

No time for messing or playing

Because I'm ready for my weigh in

Toe to toe

Cruisey flow

Show to show

To going home

Airplane mode

On my phone

I'm In my zone

I'm on my own

I keep it together

I'm Flying higher than ever

Dont be plucking my feathers

Because im storming all kinds of the weathers

I make the flows

I make the beat

Order in my food from Uber eats

I clean my clothes

I clean my sheets

On my toes Michael Jackson feet

Reading books getting clever

While your dumber than ever

Each blow i keep getting better

I'm making diamonds from all of the pressure

Oh I'm a mad man

The living skat man

The smoking doobies like I'm playing on the sax man

Your a glass man

You're getting whack man

Penguin rapper to the game

You're a scam

You're a joke man