The Bar (feat. Jay Dotta)

To, f*ck all that shit you talkin' bout nigga, we got a bar in the car, we can do that shit, let's get it on mane Don't run nigga, don't run nigga Look, gun slangin', hell raisin huh She gon' come a lil quicker when she see my dreads swangin Not bangin', but I'm dangerous huh Try to run up on me, I'ma show you nigga bahh Zat smokin', gun totin huh, She gon' f*ck me and my niggas cause she see a lil motion Leaf rollin', expensive smokin Huh, I'm gone pump you drunk, I got the bar, I got the bar Pull up in this whip, a hundred shots up in this car We gon' spin your block, we ain't leavin' till tomorrow Pussy try to run, he got hit up from afar Got a freaky bitch on Instagram, let her suck me in my car Ridin' on these damn beats, like Quality said, keep the bar Don't compare me to these niggas, they lame, nah, they ain't up to par This Zat got me geeked up, feel like I'm finna land on Mars When the money comin' in, I got a grin Hit yo blocked with big gaps and FNs But shit, bout to pass to the quality , it's been a minute Two turnt back like Pacquiao, I'm tryna hit I'm bout to send my D-line, I'm finna blitz And I been runnin' to the money, shin splints Seen food, eat food, Opp picnic Ridin' with them cannons, got me feelin' like I'm Nick Ridin' with three hoes, got me feelin' like I'm Nick Ridin' with my bros, we all demons with the blink Three hoes with me, got me feelin' like I'm Nick Itty-bitty-titty, I still nutted on that shit Two of them is pretty, my ass Jay, he want a bitch What you sayin' twin, you know I'ma get down on that shit Okay, you don't gotta pick, just let them choose and we gon' switch Gun slangin', hell raisin', huh She gon' come a lil quicker when she see my dreads swangin Not bangin', but I'm dangerous