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that bitch out the god damn park
Shopping online yeah it's all in the cart
Out of this world with the bars like Mars
Tear that ass apart before you even

a nose bleed
Through wit fake kings, I done had enough
Bar for Bar got the game on cuff
Flow fluid can't hold in a cup
There's checks every week like

One last time
You can go to our local bar
And have a glass of wine
Meanwhile, I can pack my stuff and gone
When you come back I won't be home
No, it's

far away
Songs from home to end a twenty-five-hour day
We’re the first bar band on Mars
We can’t wait to touch down
And play both kinds of music
’Til

a rookie now I’m turning to a vet
Got the typa fucking bars that a nigga can’t forget
Violence is not a flex
I just say what’s in my chest
Got a thotty in

Hop out the coop
Maan I'm finna prevail
I always stay behind my bars
It's like I'm chilling in jail
I been running to the top and now I'm all on ya'

Acorda para a vida que eu tô te querendo. 
Bebendo e sofrendo, na mesa de um bar.
A coroa é esperta e ela está certa por me aceitar.
Eu tô te querendo,

perdoar já to 
Quase virando inquilino de bar 
Seu bb tá bebo dentro desse bar 
E eu só vou sair daqui se você vier 
Buscar 
Seu bb tá bebo dentro desse bar

Shit... my rubber broke

Last drinks
They just said
I think this place is dead 
Killed this vibe instead
Line this bar, let's drink to our health

Mundo louco 
girou e de novo
Você vem com esse papo barato e
Ousado de quem quer  voltar

Eu te disse pra  valorizar
Sua vida era de bar em bar
Agora

Garçon, aqui nessa mesa de bar
Você já cansou de escutar
Centenas de casos de amor

Garçon, no bar todo o mundo é igual
Meu caso é mais um é banal

nada, porquê tanto confusão?
A minha vida enfim eu não consigo imaginar
Se você não quiser voltar, agora a minha casa é a porta do bar
Eu estou

tô por lá 
Bar do Baixo domingo é zoa
Galera embaça pra dançar 


No bingo do Manda Boa
Galera comigo zoa
Três irmãos rema a canoa
Que canta pedra por lá

there, but I might be late

We're driving in the sun and kissing on the moon
Singing Taylor out of tune
The front seat of my car, the back room of the bar

Bars on bars and bars I thought you players already know who we are/
Bump this at the party, at the function or up in your car/
My gift to rhyme is

can never lack, I cannot get caught stuck
What the fuck
I don’t wanna add to the statistic bruh
Shit is hard
I just wanna make off of spitting bars

and at the same time hoping you don't drop 
Niggas made cuz they know they stopped 
Could be the flow or the bars wait till its opening doors 
Your shit is not

Slanging with the socks stupid 
My head back harpooning 
Met her at the bar luna
And opened up a can of tuna

Mr monster man monsoon 
Running thru ya flesh

Studied the game outdid the professors
Put me bar to bar next to whoever 
Lost my respect I expect more 
Up and coming rappers be lying 
I don't flinch when

strength lord
I gotta dodge these prison bars
Gotta miss'em
Yeah a young nigga on a mission
Gotta lock in on my vision
All I see is millions
And if I see it

to eat there ain't enough to go around in the booth
Man honestly i'm astounded with you
Still fishing for bars I can see these niggas bound by the truth

The green we fiend for
Taken detours in life
I spit bars
And sat behind bars
Got wasted in bars
Thrown barbs
Got war scars
My flesh is stained with stories

of the rap
Come from VA
Where the real niggaz snap
Huh?
We raise the bar like attorneys on Fetanyl
High as hell, passed the test
This is where it all
Began

Now anything that I want, I bet I cop it 
Everybody trying to clone me and they copy 
I set the bar and they're mad they can't top it 
Your jealousy