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lil uzi vert - barter lyrics

[intro]
yeeeeaah, yeah…
yeeeeaah, yeah… (ricky racks)
yeeeeaah, yeah…
(slatt, slatt, slatt!)

[pre+chorus]
(cartel!)
top off the henny and take out the brick (bratt!)
it ain’t no rules when you cuttin’ this sh+t
came for on an opp and we think we got him, dead (woo!)

[chorus]
(barter)
beat on the box till she red (barter)
this not a challenge, a vet (barter)
i’m off a drum with the six (barter)
i put that iron away (barter)
i got the molly in my vein
tell me what you had today (barter)
step on the set that you claim (pfft, wee!)
i step in a, then put on my own beret (barter)
n0body there won’t know my rеal aim (barter)
s+xy redd b+tch and shе eatin’ crème brule (barter)
room for [?] (barter)
[post+chorus]
shoot at it (pew), we don’t pop at no leg (barter)
if he was smart, then he’s buyin’ some weight (barter)
i put a knife on top of a draco (barter)
and we put [?] shot at the kid (barter)

[break]
(barter)
f+ck my n+gga, get cash (barter)
real black n+gga get bags (barter)
fat guy never get bae (barter)
bring it to his door, doordash (barter)
let’s hit him in the rear, right [?] (barter)
b+tch tryin’ go in my stash (barter)
b+tch keep me callin’ me “dave” (barter)

[bridge]
i been real real slime for a real long time (slatt, barter)
i been real real slime for a real long time (barter)
since 2016; philly 9+9

[verse]
brody gon’ pop at a opp (barter)
do it front of a cop (barter)
all of my n+ggas; they hop (barter)
all of my b+tches; they bops (free!)
jump us [?] rise in the plot (barter)
my n+ggas do crimes in crops (barter)
we keep our guns on the waist (barter)
the way i get fire in the box (barter)
i do not wanna be bought (barter)
i just wanna be star (barter)
n+ggas, they sus [?] your jaw (barter)
b+tch i took some of the raw (barter)
b+tch i might f+ck real dyk+ (barter)
my b+tch align with the sights (barter)
that’s not a diss + sike!
she like a pit bull (huh)
[pre+chorus]
(cartel!)
top off the henny and take out the brick (barter)
it ain’t no rules when you cuttin’ this sh+t (barter)
came for on an opp and we think we got him, dead (woo!)

[break / outro]
(f+ck my n+gga, get cash (barter)
real black n+gga get bags (barter)
fat guy never get bae (barter)
bring it to his door, doordash (barter)
let’s hit him in the rear, right [?] (barter)
b+tch tryin’ go in my stash (barter)
b+tch keep me callin’ me “dave”) (barter)
barter
(barter, barter, barter, barter…)

- lil uzi vert lyrics

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