This is a song about "Bar bar"

Or party with your guys drinking bub in the bar,

A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car

Waiting for me to raise the bar

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

But you insist on going bar for bar, that'd be

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

Tweak the bar, swap the verb

Wrong drink, the right work

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

See, i like the person that you are

If there’s a shining star

It was low but now i raised the bar

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

Simple bar spitting then going home

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome