This is a song about "Summa lumma"

The hotels we staying in twelve star

Waiting for me to raise the bar

Cause i'm raising the bar

I'm in my other car

And if you ever renege, i’ll still give you kendrick lamar

It's my lyrics, my music, i'm the crafter and composer bar

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

U can try raising the bar but im passin the bar like a lawyer because,

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Simple bar spitting then going home

So i ran in the dark while she started the engine of her mercedes benz

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Within the ignition of my engine,

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

Pink drank on, sprite work

Tweak the bar, swap the verb