This is a song about "Bar for bar"

The hotels we staying in twelve star

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

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

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

It's amazing how i'm raising the bar for the others. i'm not a singer,

Waiting for me to raise the bar

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

Or party with your guys drinking bub in the bar,

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

Simple bar spitting then going home

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

Drunken bastard from a bar

I know i've came so far