"Welcome To The Party" lyrics

"Welcome To The Party"

Compare me to Hov when I rap
And, in fashion, compare me to Rih
I pull up to the mall with my pins in wrapped and
I back in the Benz on street
I pull up in the blacked out Rover
Motherfucker, I'm a blacked out mogul
I promise you would back out, if I bring a bag out
Nigga, you a laughed out local
Joke
Even you funny to you (ha)
Even you bummy to you (yeah)
You niggas want for a woman to chase
But I got more money than you...
Papi
I do it easily, it ain't a lot to me
You got a PPP, don't got a pot to pee
Bitches ain't seeing me
Bitches they watch for me
So many shades and these bitches ain't swatching me
You got a nigga who make him a 20 pack
And it's some bitches that's making them too
I am not mad at the pack
I'm just mad at the fact that you taking this money to lose
You don't wanna blow that pack
Cause you gonna owe that back
So take it and flip it and triple the digit
Then give it
I know that fact
You need to pick up the speed
All the boss bitches agree
Real boss women is dating the men that we want
And not niggas we need
Facts
I do whatever I want
Facts
And it is never to stunt
Facts
I get to this fetty
I've never been petty
I'm ready whenever it comes
I am the best in the light, when I step on mic
That goes for the girls and the men
I get a check every night for the rest of my life
Off shit but the swirls of a pen
I've been on set with the likes of vets
And the way we connect it was like we was one
I've seen some baguettes, gleam from Pateks, (whew!)
'Bout bright as the sun
Ssshh, Woah
I am that dope
See me with Jigga and see me
With Cole
See me with Drizzy, or see me with Dreezy
I'd pull up with Ari and give you that soul
Ari like Lennox, Jazmine and H.E.R
Give you the business and pull with Berg
I, too, am Christian, I pull up to church
When ask for permission and pull up with Kirk
Records with Durk
Record wit Gunna
That record would go
Record with SZA
And Record with Summer, then it'd be a bummer, no record with Snoh
Records with Durk
Record wit Gunna
That record would go
Record with SZA
And Record with Summer, then it'd be a bummer, no record with Snoh
I need that balance


Writer(s): Zaire Stewart
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