Vamanos Lyrics

Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo

It's just something about the way that money call

It's just something about the way that money talk to me

And that boy say he want all the smoke

I just treat them all like dominos

I knock them down, you gotta go, like adios

vamanos, vamanos, money call my phone

I hit your whole block, spin your block, like a world tour

Yeah we need that money, need it asap, yeah we gotta go

Money keep on calling, it won't let me go like vamanos, vamanos, vamanos

Bae I gotta go

Money call my phone, it keep talking, it won't let me go

We gonna shoot him up, drop those shells on him like Geronimo

Money call my phone, vamanos, bae I gotta go

Bae I gotta go

Please do not text me, not returning your calls

I do not care cause I just wanna ball

Why is you texting bitch? Leave me alone

Take a little perc to the face and I'm gone

I get so high off a blunt then I'm gone

I get so high off a blunt talk to God

Don't give a fuck about these niggas they frauds

Yeah, I need a Percocet so I don't feel no more

No I don't write, I just be free styling right off the head, yeah

You already know, what I be saying, I walk with the dead

Rick Grimes yeah, toting my pistol, right on my hip, yeah

I cannot trust nobody, no I can't trust me no bitch, yeah

Every bitch that I loved, turned they back on me, yeah

I'm trying to run up this money, cause money won't turn on me, yeah

All of my old friends dead, like Uzi, they dead to me, yeah

They so dead

They so dead, like my fucking presidents

I like Chargers but I might go cop a Benz

You can't talk about my life, you ain't never look in through my lens, yeah

Look through the lens, clean my Ray-Bans

Fuck my old friends, Tony and Ethan, throw in a Jeff, talking all three of them

Niggas be hating, wanna be me

Yeah they wanted my ex, wanna be me

Niggas be tripping, you'll never be that

AiiSaid the one who gonna turn up for money and bands

It's just something about the way that money call

It's just something about the way that money talk to me

And that boy say he want all the smoke

I just treat them all like dominos

I knock them down, you gotta go, like adios

vamanos, vamanos, money call my phone

I hit your whole block, spin your block, like a world tour

Yeah we need that money, need it asap, yeah we gotta go

Money keep on calling, it won't let me go like vamanos, vamanos, vamanos

Bae I gotta go

Money call my phone, it keep talking, it won't let me go

We gonna shoot him up, drop those shells on him like Geronimo

Money call my phone, vamanos, bae I gotta go