Vamonos (Bandz) ft. Sway Sosa Lyrics

Hurry up vamonos

Ain’t got no time you talking slow

Hurry up vamonos

Stay on the grind yeah get the dough

Hurry up vamonos

Shit ain’t fine you walking slow

Hurry up vamonos

Chase the bread yeah kick the door

Fuck you, outta my face

You talking slow, uh, shit is a race, yeah

Vamonos vamonos vamonos

All of my inner big hitters yeah vamonos

I am bullet of God yeah vamonos

Shooting through hate in the brain yeah vamonos

Moving so quick like a cell can put me no cell woah no

Hitting my cell, telling me good things do tell

Running my shit and I fell no need to dwell

Back on my shit and I yell, I'm throwing it up in the air like a shell

Jumping on goombas got mushrooms to spare

Go with the flow bitch I don't even care

Take offence you insecure, might as well head out the door

Bass is booming on the floor, take that bottle let it pour

On offence we always score, your defence is looking poor

Feel the rumble that’s my roar, call me thunder call me Thor

Grinding for money she bounce like a bunny

We counting it up while we sipping that sunny

Talking bout figures ain’t got time for buddy’s

Talking that shit you’ll get wrapped like a mummy

Investing that money come back like a bungee

Roof on our head and we kick back with homies

I’ll call you all later got no time for phonies

Thanksgiving already ya'll bitches be corny

Pick it up woah

Pick it up woah

Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up

Vamonos, woah

Pick it up woah

Pick it up woah

Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up

Vamonos, woah

Hurry up vamonos

Ain’t got no time

You talking slow

Hurry up vamonos

Stay on the grind

Get the dough

Hurry up vamonos

Shit ain’t fine

You walking slow

Hurry up vamonos

Chase the bread

Kick the door

Hurry up vamanos

Kick the door down

This aint no joke this a shakedown

Check all the drawers we take all the pounds

Drive thru the streets with the top down

Semi automatic BOOM BOOM

We don’t need to tactic ZOOM ZOOM

Running thru you like a savage WOOP WOOP

Takin zero damage OOO OOO

I am the hardest

Regret what you started

My homies they pop it

Guns blow you can’t stop it

Bitch I am a prophet

Higher than muhammed

These rappers preach gossip while I keep it honest

Dont wanna be a rapper you all lame

Im part of a different ball game

Your music don’t go hard like this

3 point shot, better I never miss

You don’t wanna start no war with me

Cause if you do you’ll see you’ll get your ass beat

Leave your ass dead face down on the street

Im still alive while you laying deceased

Hurry up vamanos we gotta go zoom thru the streets

Pit stop pick up your girl so she can cum in my sheets ahh

Hurry up vamonos

Ain’t got no time you talking slow

Hurry up vamonos

Stay on the grind yeah get the dough

Hurry up vamonos

Shit ain’t fine you walking slow

Hurry up vamonos

Chase the bread yeah kick the door

Hurry up vamonos kick the door down

This ain't no joke, this a shakedown

Check all the drawers and we take all the pounds

Drive through the street, with the top down

Semiautomatic, boom boom

We don't need no tactics, woop woop

Run through you like a savage, zoom zoom

Taking zero damage, ooh ooh

I am the hardest regret what you started

My homies they pop it guns blow you can't stop it

Bitch I'm a prophet higher than mohammed

These rappers preach gossip while I keep it honest

Fuck all you rappers you all lame

I'm part of a different ball game

Your music don't go hard like this, three point shot bet I never miss

You don't wanna start no war with me cause if you do you'll get your ass beat

Leave your ass dead down on the streets

I'm still alive while you laying deceased

Hurry up, vamanos, we gotta zoom through the streets yeah

Pit stop pick your girl up so she can cum in my sheets, uh uh

Hurry up vamonos

Ain’t got no time you talking slow

Hurry up vamonos

Stay on the grind yeah get the dough

Hurry up vamonos

Shit ain’t fine you walking slow

Hurry up vamonos

Chase the bread yeah kick the door

I got bands, make her dance

Yeah they fans cuz I’m the man

I got bands, make her dance

Yeah they fans cuz I’m the man

I got bands, make her dance

Yeah they fans cuz I’m the man

I got bands, make her dance

Yeah they fans cuz I’m the man

Yeah I'm fly like a jet, two fingers and that pussy wet

All you hate but I never fret, I am the world's biggest asset

Watch her do the money dance, I throw her bands take off her pants

Ass so fat yeah I'm in a trance, but I feel no romance, yuh yuh

Pussy boy better stop playing, yuh

Pick you up slam you in the pavement, yuh

Everything I do is working, yuh

Everything you do is bullshit, yuh

Pussy boy shut your lips

Roundhouse kick you in your ribs, aye

Fully loaded clip, yuh

Stacking all my bricks, aye

Spinner on finger, we spending on dinner

Look I’m the best I’m the pick of the litter

Haters is bitter my brothers is a hitter

You bitches be corny, flush it down the shitter

Kicking back I’m the best yuh

Leaning back you's a guest yuh

Lullaby lay to rest yuh

Uncle Hart with your chest, yuh

This is my town, this is my city

All of my brothers they bouncing out with me

Dirty money yeah we wash it

30 bands in my pocket

Take you out pocket rocket

Light you up like a socket

Eating sushi drinking sake

Roll it up n we spark it

I got bands, make her dance

Yeah they fans cuz I’m the man

I got bands, make her dance

Yeah they fans cuz I’m the man

I got bands, make her dance

Yeah they fans cuz I’m the man

I got bands, make her dance

Yeah they fans cuz I’m the man