This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
I got a whole lot of money, pop that pussy for me
My homie got that yopper, he a-bang it at a copper
Ayy, gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party
Stove on my waist, cook your ass up, gourmet
All-black four-four, do you want foreplay?
I'm going at your face like Oil of Olay
No champagne, but you know my flag rose
Swagger on steroids, Canseco, Jose
No Limit Records, we so 'bout it 'bout it
I'm higher than a bitch, feel like I climbed a fucking mountain
Illest nigga you know, my accountant still counting
Shots hit him a minute ago, but his body still bouncing
Beam on the hammer, beam on your forehead
Gotta kill the witnesses 'cause Birdman car red
Hollygrove Monster, Eagle Street creature
Come to your funeral, kill everybody but the preacher
I live in Miami, nigga, I'll South Beach you
Robin Leach, uh, that's how we ballin'
You know that I'm loaded, but please don't think it's sweeter
Beat one of you bitch niggas up like John Cena
Them hoes on Young Money, tell them hoes we coming
Boy, we get it popping, we ain't saving hoes, we swapping
Yeah, gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party
Big-head Desert Eagle, call it Sade
I just get that money, Stunna taught me that
That Xan took me under, Patron brought me back
I'm leaning on these motherfuckers like I caught a flat
And that Glock snap back like an old Starter hat, haha
What the lick read? I'm in the big league
I'm a breath of fresh air, let the bitch breathe
I'm tryna chillax, but I had to do it, Dev
I'm at the funeral, like, "I had to do it, Rev"
Mack, you my big brother, I'll split a wig for you
Put that on Mary P, until they bury me
Moment of clarity, yeah, that's my diamond game
I keep a fine bitch 'cause I like the finer things
Haha, fuck with me, slime
No brain on the whip, I got nothing in mind, hehe
Carter 4, they ain't fucking with mine
I drop that Sorry 4 the Wait to make up for the time, yeah
Yeah, I do my thang, bitch, what's up? (Swag)
Young BasedGod, came in with the ballers (woo, woo, woo, with the ballers)
Iced-out chain, bitch, I'm rich off that same shit (oh, that same shit)
Sixty-five hoes on my dick, bitch, it's Christmas
Straight Westside, Bay Area, bitch, I'll grave 'em (swag)
Pretty boy shit, Based God finna hang 'em
Armed like a cradle, and you niggas can't stop me (can't stop me)
Shouts out to Mack Maine getting rich and cocky (Mack Maine)
Bitch, it's still Westside (swag), shouts out to Weezy
Young BasedGod with that 55 heater
187 bitch (ayy), I pull a 2-11 bitch
With that tiny shirt, man (yeah)
And that (yeah) tiny pants, man (swag)
I'm on that BasedWorld, and I fuck with Cash Money
Niggas don't understand, man, they gang like a chain (swag, swag)
Man, that "woo-woo-swag," bitch, brr-rang-dang-dang-dang
Man, bruh, off top, I'm a Wolfpack hitter (swag)
Man, my life just a painting, and I paint you a picture, man
Think about it, a young paid-ass nigga
This that stuntin' music (stuntin' music)
Bitch, I just do's it (I just do's it)
It's Lil B (yeah, yeah)
And I'll motherfucking bruise 'em, we run it (swag)
Man, shouts out to Maine and Wayne, man (woo)
Shouts out to New Orleans! Westside
I can't believe it's niggas getting money down here
Fuck with me! Swag!
Weezy, I see you! What it do!
We motherfucking partying with bitches, man, what it do?
Haha
Yeah
Ayy
My homie got that yopper, he a-bang it at a copper
Ayy, gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party
Stove on my waist, cook your ass up, gourmet
All-black four-four, do you want foreplay?
I'm going at your face like Oil of Olay
No champagne, but you know my flag rose
Swagger on steroids, Canseco, Jose
No Limit Records, we so 'bout it 'bout it
I'm higher than a bitch, feel like I climbed a fucking mountain
Illest nigga you know, my accountant still counting
Shots hit him a minute ago, but his body still bouncing
Beam on the hammer, beam on your forehead
Gotta kill the witnesses 'cause Birdman car red
Hollygrove Monster, Eagle Street creature
Come to your funeral, kill everybody but the preacher
I live in Miami, nigga, I'll South Beach you
Robin Leach, uh, that's how we ballin'
You know that I'm loaded, but please don't think it's sweeter
Beat one of you bitch niggas up like John Cena
Them hoes on Young Money, tell them hoes we coming
Boy, we get it popping, we ain't saving hoes, we swapping
Yeah, gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party
Big-head Desert Eagle, call it Sade
I just get that money, Stunna taught me that
That Xan took me under, Patron brought me back
I'm leaning on these motherfuckers like I caught a flat
And that Glock snap back like an old Starter hat, haha
What the lick read? I'm in the big league
I'm a breath of fresh air, let the bitch breathe
I'm tryna chillax, but I had to do it, Dev
I'm at the funeral, like, "I had to do it, Rev"
Mack, you my big brother, I'll split a wig for you
Put that on Mary P, until they bury me
Moment of clarity, yeah, that's my diamond game
I keep a fine bitch 'cause I like the finer things
Haha, fuck with me, slime
No brain on the whip, I got nothing in mind, hehe
Carter 4, they ain't fucking with mine
I drop that Sorry 4 the Wait to make up for the time, yeah
Yeah, I do my thang, bitch, what's up? (Swag)
Young BasedGod, came in with the ballers (woo, woo, woo, with the ballers)
Iced-out chain, bitch, I'm rich off that same shit (oh, that same shit)
Sixty-five hoes on my dick, bitch, it's Christmas
Straight Westside, Bay Area, bitch, I'll grave 'em (swag)
Pretty boy shit, Based God finna hang 'em
Armed like a cradle, and you niggas can't stop me (can't stop me)
Shouts out to Mack Maine getting rich and cocky (Mack Maine)
Bitch, it's still Westside (swag), shouts out to Weezy
Young BasedGod with that 55 heater
187 bitch (ayy), I pull a 2-11 bitch
With that tiny shirt, man (yeah)
And that (yeah) tiny pants, man (swag)
I'm on that BasedWorld, and I fuck with Cash Money
Niggas don't understand, man, they gang like a chain (swag, swag)
Man, that "woo-woo-swag," bitch, brr-rang-dang-dang-dang
Man, bruh, off top, I'm a Wolfpack hitter (swag)
Man, my life just a painting, and I paint you a picture, man
Think about it, a young paid-ass nigga
This that stuntin' music (stuntin' music)
Bitch, I just do's it (I just do's it)
It's Lil B (yeah, yeah)
And I'll motherfucking bruise 'em, we run it (swag)
Man, shouts out to Maine and Wayne, man (woo)
Shouts out to New Orleans! Westside
I can't believe it's niggas getting money down here
Fuck with me! Swag!
Weezy, I see you! What it do!
We motherfucking partying with bitches, man, what it do?
Haha
Yeah
Ayy
Lyrics submitted by atperryman
Grove Party Lyrics as written by Juaquin Malphurs Bankivion Chatman
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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