Lyrics #WelcomeToTheParty (Intro) - So-Low

Come in and chill help yourself out to some chips n dip
Grab a microphone just so I could spit some shit
I know it's been a minute, but I've been working on my penmanship
Speculation bout your boy - but let me end em quick

Don't spark the leaf so stop asking the question
I use inspiration some of y'all don't listen
Not a deadbeat but that beat is deaded
Sorry, not sorry for confusing you dyslexics

She only gets high on the weekends
(Psshh, Man I'm not even trippin')
She only likes Jordan and Pippen
(Only cuz she hasn't seen the 88 Pistons)
Camera's out she's finger flippin'
(I love you to death, my mama ask "We ain't speaking")
She said she started catchin' them feelings
(And that's when I had to fall back like the seasons)

Autumn leaves leave - we pick up the breeze
Mixtape on fleek thanks to Mr. Freeze
My sound makes a sound if no one's around
Give or take a falling tree, or two, or three

The party jumped off sound the round of applause
This the warm-up lap for anybody involved
She said she's into RnB and not really rappers
I said "Bet" threw on some shades to get at her like

Girl
Why don't you come and chill with me
Why don't you come chill with me
Why don't you come chill with me
You know you want a piece - girl
Ah-ah
Why don't you come chill
Why don't you come chill- it's not, it's not working out?
Alright- alright my bad. Yeah, I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone

She only gets high on the weekends
(Psshh, Man I'm not even trippin')
She only likes Jordan and Pippen
(Only cuz she hasn't seen the 88 Pistons)
Camera's out she's finger flippin'
(I love you to death, my mama ask "We ain't speaking")
She said she started catchin' them feelings
(And that's when I had to fall back like the seasons)