Ganadara Bar

We define the Gana lore
Have you ever been before
Twist the bottle cap to flick it you know what you playing for
Need another liquor pour
Pay a couple bills for more
Bottle piling carnage on the other side of the door
When you're looking at your left
When you're gazing at your right
You know where you be at who you be with cause the crew is tight
You know where we are tonight
In your sight but out of sight
This will be a love letter to our community I write

Get the food, get the drinks
We inside the safehouse
Get the music get the clique
Don't you wanna stay now
We elite, five-one-four
Subtle Asian Traits now
This is home, it's my dome
We make it the main house

There will always be a better place, and a worse place
Where we ever left that trace, where we represent a face
Put the city on the map for yellows with this legacy
Montreal my dearest baby make them feel that jealousy
Here to preach supremacy excessively
We're a tight community this bar is our identity, a memory also a remedy
A tourist attraction with popularity
An icon to be cherished in this city with integrity
My fellow patrons where you at
Can we get bulgogi nachos and some taro chips with that
And a shot of soju for the juiceboy saying fresh is wack
Banging Sik-K playlist tracks
Shoutout to their bingsu and their chicken too I fuck with that
Streets of Ste-Cath, not a bar hopper not a fucking acrobat
I ratatat, at various other tables where you find me at
I recognize too many faces like a diplomat
I drink to that, I'm right where I want to be up in my natural habitat

Bodies piling bills are piling at the Ganadara Bar

We define the Gana lore
Have you ever been before
Twist the bottle cap to flick it you know what you playing for
Need another liquor pour
Pay a couple bills for more
Bottle piling carnage on the other side of the door
When you're looking at your left
When you're gazing at your right
You know where you be at who you be with cause the crew is tight
You know where we are tonight
In your sight but out of sight
This will be a love letter to our community I write

Get the food, get the drinks
We inside the safehouse
Get the music get the clique
Don't you wanna stay now
We elite, four-three-eight
Subtle Asian Traits now
This is home, it's my dome
We make it the main house

Meet me at the entrance I'll be standing by the open door
If you see the Sammi Soup, Noodle Star and corner store
It's the weekend let me give this affirmation
I don't need a reservation cause I am the reservation babe
What a lifestyle, what a lavish destination
What a hedonistic pleasure what is that persuasion
Everybody's purgatory but to me it's heaven
Am I dreaming am I tripping always see the same Kevins, listen up
Can we give a shoutout to the best place on the street
Can we raise a glass to all the staff cause they're elites
Now you broke into the scene, thousands loving your cuisine
I remember when you opened summer twenty-seventeen
Ribs, udon with the cream, younger crowd with Supreme
All the things that give us sentimental value's what I mean
Shoutout to the GC neighbourhood, now we mainstream
All my people rally up, live it up, it's a dream

Bodies piling bills are piling at the Ganadara Bar

We define the Gana lore
Have you ever been before
Twist the bottle cap to flick it you know what you playing for
Need another liquor pour
Pay a couple bills for more
Bottle piling carnage on the other side of the door
When you're looking at your left
When you're gazing at your right
You know where you be at who you be with cause the crew is tight
You know where we are tonight
In your sight but out of sight
This will be a love letter to our community I write