conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Welcome to the Party (French Montana Remix) with the following description: “Welcome to the Party (French Montana Remix)” is the remix to Pop Smoke’s April 2019 hit track “Welcome to the Party,” featuring fellow New York artist French Montana. The track is kept the same while adding a verse and ad-libs by French.
  Throughout the track, Pop flaunts his wealth and talks about intimidating his enemies. While French keeps the same energy, he also shouts out a lot of artists, including others from New York. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: French Montana]
  You know what it is when you hear that "Hann"
  This is a Melo beat
  Pop Smoke with us
  [Chorus: Pop Smoke & 
  French Montana
  ]
  Baby, welcome to the party 
  (Hann)
  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 
  (Hann)
  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) (
  Welcome to the party
  )
  Baby, baby, don't trip (
  Montana
  )
  Just lower your tone (
  Pop Smoke
  )
  'Cause you could get hit
  [Verse 1: French Montana]
  Welcome to the party (Hann)
  Free GS9, free Rowdy and Bobby (Hann)
  I just sniped a Swedish bitch, had her yelling "Free Rocky" (Hann)
  Fuck the spirits, catch the body (Hann)
  Free Tay K, free Max
  Circoc deal was a robbery
  Call me French Vanilla Papi
  Big boats, no Lil Yachty
  Take off with the Set like Cardi (Okurrr)
  I got these bitches confused, Steve Harvey (Hann)
  She like where the Moneybagg Yo?
  Bitch, I am Yo Gotti
  I get paid like the promoter
  New York City on my shoulders
  Got no sense like I'm 50
  Ballin' (Ballin!) like I'm Jimmy
  When they shot me, I got skinny
  Now I'm way up drinking Remy
  Talkin' N.Y., don't be silly
  Nigga, run the city (Montana!) [Chorus: Pop Smoke]
  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
  [Verse 2: Pop Smoke]
  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 [Chorus: Pop Smoke]
  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
  [Verse 3: Pop Smoke]
  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' [Chorus: Pop Smoke]
  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