This is a song about "Bar"

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

Baby, you know who you are

Waiting for me to raise the bar

She prayed on me passing that bar

I know i've came so far

The hotels we staying in twelve star

Wearin’ my lees, i’ma bend the ply bar

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

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

They setting the bar low,

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

While yo bitch ass caught up in the bar

The engine in back of my car

You know...you know who you are

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!