Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Welcome To The Party, artist - Pop Smoke. Album song Meet The Woo, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Victor Victor Worldwide;
Song language: English
Welcome To The Party |
Baby, welcome to the party |
I’m off the Molly, the Xan, the lean |
That’s why I’m movin' retarded |
(That's why I’m movin' retarded) |
Baby, welcome to the party |
I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a 'Rari |
Baby, welcome to the party |
Bitch I’m a thot, get me lit |
Gun on my hip |
One in the head, ten in the clip |
Baby, baby don’t trip |
Just lower your tone, 'cause you could get hit |
Don’t let that Henny in my system (Nah) |
I catch a body, next day I forget it (Next day I forget it) |
Nigga, Dread just caught a body (Nigga, Dread just caught a body) |
And that’s on the gang, nigga, I was just with him |
Look |
Free all my rilla niggas, all my villain niggas |
All my killer niggas out the cage |
Since a youngin', nigga, I been drillin' niggas |
Ma I’m sorry I’m stuck up in my ways |
Ain’t nobody ever gave me shit with this big chip, I had to get paid |
And it’s 10k to go on stage and you know the treesh gettin laid |
Baby, welcome to the party |
I’m off the Molly, the Xan, the lean |
That’s why I’m movin' retarded |
(That's why I’m movin' retarded) |
Baby, welcome to the party |
I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a 'Rari |
Baby, welcome to the party |
Bitch I’m a thot, get me lit |
Gun on my hip |
One in the head, ten in the clip |
Baby, baby don’t trip |
Just lower your tone, 'cause you could get hit |
It’s Big O92MLBOA, I make a call and it’s war |
I bet I kick down the door, I bet I send him to the Lord |
Got a bad bitch from overseas |
Got a 10 pack up in my jeans, I’m in Manhattan in these stores |
Don’t try and run up on my V |
I knock a nigga out his sneaks while I’m shellin' down his V |
Double G for the T |
No Alicia, I got keys, don’t get your car Swiss cheese |
Nino cooler than a cooler he still a ooter he don’t settle for nothing |
Bluffin', pussy boy stop all that bluffin' |
Three eighty hold a ruler, I know some niggas that’ll shoot you for nothing |
Run Ricky, yeah he runnin', run Ricky, yeah he runnin' |
Baby, welcome to the party |
I’m off the Molly, the Xan, the lean |
That’s why I’m movin' retarded |
(That's why I’m movin' retarded) |
Baby, welcome to the party |
I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a 'Rari |
Baby, welcome to the party |
Bitch I’m a thot, get me lit |
Gun on my hip |
One in the head, ten in the clip |
Baby, baby don’t trip |
Just lower your tone, 'cause you could get hit |