Comeback by Krist0pher Lyrics
[Verse]
You know I’ve been gone for a while
It’s all the schoolwork, man, they keep on stacking my pile
But it’s the weekend, man, got nothing to do
I’m like Lil Pump, ‘cause I flex like ouu
This kid Drake still wants more clout
Keeps asking when the diss track’s going to come out
I just dissed you there, are you happy now?
Try to come back at me, that’s not allowed
Let’s talk about Mitchell, only singing “Rapper”
You only know that song, I’m not a happy camper
Here’s you fifteen seconds of fame from the man himself
Release a diss, get put back on the shelf
You know I got them bucks, just like a bank
Play with my name, get hit with that tank
Play with my fame, then you get sank
Play with the game, that’s not what I think
I know my last song was in May
But I’ve been working hard everyday
To all my haters, it’s time to pay
But I’m nothin’ but a G, just like Dr. Dre
Drake, you fell off harder than BlocBoy JB
There’s only one thing that I want for Christmas, that’s me
Half of y’all aren’t rappers and you telling me I can’t rap
Hairline further than the big bang, and that’s facts
I got lots of rubber bands, I’ma shoot you, make you dance
I’m going so hard, its gonna pull down your pants
All these diamonds on my wrist put you in a trance
He over here, wanna fight me, come and get your mans
I got all these fans and all this fame, I’m ballin’ like Kobe
You try to play me, I slice through you just like Obi-Wan Kenobi
I been getting up so high, there’s no point in you trying to hold me
Its comeback season, no more breaks, ‘cause I’m the OG
You know I’ve been gone for a while
It’s all the schoolwork, man, they keep on stacking my pile
But it’s the weekend, man, got nothing to do
I’m like Lil Pump, ‘cause I flex like ouu
This kid Drake still wants more clout
Keeps asking when the diss track’s going to come out
I just dissed you there, are you happy now?
Try to come back at me, that’s not allowed
Let’s talk about Mitchell, only singing “Rapper”
You only know that song, I’m not a happy camper
Here’s you fifteen seconds of fame from the man himself
Release a diss, get put back on the shelf
You know I got them bucks, just like a bank
Play with my name, get hit with that tank
Play with my fame, then you get sank
Play with the game, that’s not what I think
I know my last song was in May
But I’ve been working hard everyday
To all my haters, it’s time to pay
But I’m nothin’ but a G, just like Dr. Dre
Drake, you fell off harder than BlocBoy JB
There’s only one thing that I want for Christmas, that’s me
Half of y’all aren’t rappers and you telling me I can’t rap
Hairline further than the big bang, and that’s facts
I got lots of rubber bands, I’ma shoot you, make you dance
I’m going so hard, its gonna pull down your pants
All these diamonds on my wrist put you in a trance
He over here, wanna fight me, come and get your mans
I got all these fans and all this fame, I’m ballin’ like Kobe
You try to play me, I slice through you just like Obi-Wan Kenobi
I been getting up so high, there’s no point in you trying to hold me
Its comeback season, no more breaks, ‘cause I’m the OG