Welcome To The Party Lyrics - Pop Smoke

Hey Wok and Breezy 

Queens 

This is a Melo beat 

Baby, welcome to the party (Uh) 

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, uh 

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 (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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It's a MAC, fact, I'm in the black 'Bach 

We never lack, lack with that strap (Ooh) 

I'ma drive through but if you back back 

It's gon' clap clap and that's that 

I never tap tap if I don't like a ho 

You act act like you like her though 

Never backtrack if I ain't fuckin' with you 

Can't sit with us but you might get go 

All my pretty bitches, high-saditty bitches 

Got a milli' bitches on go 

All these silly bitches, I'ma kill these bitches 

Yo Pop, who the fuck want smoke? (Brr) 

Keep-keep it real, you really mad 

'Cause your baby dad used to like me though (Ooh) 

I-I ain't fuck him 'cause I ain't want him 

Told him, "Take a hike like a hiker" though 

Fendi moon boots, size six 

Got me walking around like I'm Michael though (Yeah) 

Paint my hair 'cause I'm Tyson (uh), Jordan, Angelo 

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Baby, welcome to the party (Uh) 

Colorful weave and your makeup is beat 

And that's how you act just like a Barbie (Barbie) 

Baby, welcome to the party, uh 

He wanna party with Barbie (Ooh) 

It's Big 092MLBOA (Uh), I make a call and it's war 

I bet I kick down the door, I bet I send him to the Lord, uh 

Got a bad bitch from overseas 

Got a 10 pack in my jeans, I'm in Manhattan in these stores, uh 

Don't try and run up on my V 

I knock a nigga out his sneaks while I'm shellin' down his V, uh 

Double G for the tee 

No Alicia, I got keys, don't get your car Swiss cheese 

Neno cooler then cooler, 

he still an ooter, he don't settle for nothing, uh 

Bluffin', pussy boy, stop all that bluffin' 

.380 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, uh 

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 (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