Barter lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah (Ricky Racks)
Yeah, yeah (Hee)
Yeah, 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 an opp and we think we got 'em, dead (What?)

[Chorus]
Beat on the box 'til she red (Barter)
This not a Challenger, 'Vette (Barter)
I'm off the drug with the sex (Barter)
I put that iron away (Barter)
I got the molly in my vein (Barter)
Tell me what'chu got to gain? (Barter)
Step on the set that you claim (Wee)
I stеp in A, then put on my own beret (Bartеr)
Nobody there won't know my real aim (Barter)
Sexyy Red b*tch and she eatin' crème brûlée (Barter)
Room for [?] (Barter)

[Post-Chorus]
Shoot at it (Pew), we don't pop at no leg (Barter)
If he want smoke, then it's bombs away (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 red (Barter)
b*tch tryin' go in my stash (Barter)
b*tch keep on callin' me "Dad" (Barter)

[Pre-Verse]
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 (Barter)

[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!)
Droppin' some rice in the pot (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 want a bit' box (Barter)
I only want a b*tch's top (Barter)
n*ggas, they sus, [?] your jaw (Barter)
b*tch, I took some of the raw (Barter)
b*tch, I might f*ck real dyke (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 an opp and we think we got 'em, dead (Woo!)

[Chorus]
(Barter)
Beat on the box till she red (Barter)
This not a Challenger, 'Vette (Barter)
I'm off the drug with the sex (Barter)
I put that iron away (Barter)
I got the molly in my vein
Tell me what'chu got to gain? (Barter)
Step on the set that you claim (Pfft, wee!)
I step in A, then put on my own beret (Barter)
Nobody there won't know my real aim (Barter)
Sexxy Red b*tch and she eatin' crème brûlée (Barter)
Room for [?] (Barter)

[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 red (Barter)
b*tch tryin' go in my stash (Barter)
b*tch keep on callin' me "Dad" (Barter)
Barter (Barter, barter, barter, barter)