pop smoke - welcome to the party (skepta remix) lyrics
[intro]
this is a melo beat
[chorus: pop smoke]
baby, welcome to the party
i’m off the molly, the xan, the lean
that’s why i’m movin’ r-t-rded
(that’s why i’m movin’ r-t-rded)
baby, welcome to the party, uh
i hit the boy up and then i go skate in a ‘rari
baby, welcome to the party
b-tch, i’m a thot, get me lit (get me lit)
gun on my hip (gun on my hip)
one in the head (one in the head)
ten in the clip (ten in the clip)
baby, baby, don’t trip
just lower your tone (lower your tone)
’cause you could get hit
[verse: skepta]
baby, welcome to the party
i got the ec, the shrooms, the acid, yes, you can see i’m a savage
baby, welcome to the party
she pulled up in a benz, she came with her friend
i told her meet my n-gg- bari (gang)
i’m a villian, i’m feeling like carti
yeah, you see the fit, i’ma die lit
i beat it, i buss and i dip
i told a witch stop following me
she stalking me, she tryna ruin my trip
these n-gg-s run around, screaming “gang, gang”
i ain’t never seen you on the strip
never ever had the pebs in your mouth
never ever had a tool in the whip
had heavy metal like a bench press
it’s a waste of time sending death threats
i got love letters i ain’t read yet (s-xy)
the club close, we ain’t left yet
[?] we the best dressed (icy)
double rs in my head rest
asked her if she’s f-cking, she said yes
that’s shopping sprees and the best s-x
you’re just a silly n-gg- with your silly raps
snitching on yourself in your verses
i was driving home, saw the light was on
pull up on your girl for a service
and when it’s showtime, they be taking money out their purses
it’s a hundred racks when i touch the stage
how could i ever get nervous?
[chorus: pop smoke]
baby, welcome to the party
i’m off the molly, the xan, the lean
that’s why i’m movin’ r-t-rded
(that’s why i’m movin’ r-t-rded)
baby, welcome to the party, uh
i hit the boy up and then i go skate in a ‘rari
baby, welcome to the party
b-tch, i’m a thot, get me lit (get me lit)
gun on my hip (gun on my hip)
one in the head (one in the head)
ten in the clip (ten in the clip)
baby, baby, don’t trip
just lower your tone (lower your tone)
’cause you could get hit
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