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 f*ck 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 f*cking 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
F*ck 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
AiiSaid - Vamanos Lyrics
AiiSaid - Vamanos Lyrics
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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 f*ck 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 f*cking 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
F*ck 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
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 f*ck 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 f*cking 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
F*ck 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
Writer: Tyrese Larkin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid