Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
D. Savage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan McCord
Songwriter
Testi
Hey, excuse me? Quick question
What's the last song you listened to?
Ugh you’re putting me on the spot, it's "Kome On" by D. Savage
Ah, I can spend a hunnid thousand on my baby (Yeah, yeah)
I got demons in my head, tryna chase me (Yeah, yeah)
I could skrt off in a C8, try to race me? (Yeah, yeah)
I got haters in a field, they embrace me (Ah, ah)
I just made five hundred thousand, now I'm lazy (Yeah, yeah)
I just cracked another seal going crazy (Yeah, yeah)
I done turnt up on these ****, now they hate me (Yeah, yeah, oh)
My bitch tryna beat my ass, she so brazy (Yeah, yeah)
All these motherfuckin' seals like the navy (Yeah, yeah)
I can get that **** whacked, you gotta pay me (Yeah, yeah)
Watch me leave a **** brains on a pavement (Ah, ah)
She gone have to bring it all, fuck a payment (Yeah, yeah)
Introduced him to the slime, I'm so janky (Yeah, yeah)
Everytime I'm looking out, you never thank me (Yeah, yeah, oh)
I'm up now they hate me, they want me like damn (Damn, damn)
Gun don't got no safety, It don't make a sound
She tryna have my babies, when I dick her down
I'm geeked up like Whitney servin' Bobby Brown (Uh, uh)
Codeine help my nerves (Nerves)
Geeked up like a nerd (Nerd)
Got my vision blurred (Blurred)
Leave a **** on the curb (Curb)
Bitch I'm him, fuck what you heard (Heard)
Leave a **** in the dirt
All head shots, this shit won't hurt (Hurt)
Brand new coupe, let's swerve (Swerve)
Slide in, pass em, merk
Yeah, I swear I put in work (Work)
Pop this shit like Percs (Percs)
(I'm geeked up, can't feel my face, shout out to my nurse)
(Ridin' with this bad bitch, my Glock up in her purse)
(We love D. Savage)
Ah, I can spend a hunnid thousand on my baby (Yeah, yeah)
I got demons in my head, tryna chase me (Yeah, yeah)
I could skrt off in a C8, try to race me? (Yeah, yeah)
I got haters in a field, they embrace me (Ah, ah)
I just made five hundred thousand, now I'm lazy (Yeah, yeah)
I just cracked another seal going crazy (Yeah, yeah)
I done turnt up on these ****, now they hate me (Yeah, yeah, oh)
Written by: D. Savage
