Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen

I'm like hey, wassup,
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you in the door
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to
Married to the money, her to my stove
Showed her how to it now she remix it for low
She my trap queen let her hit the
We be counting up how far them bands go
We just selling dope, talking lambos
Got 50 60 grams prob 100 though
Man I swear I her how she work that damn pole
Hit the club we be letting bands go
Everybody hating we just call fans though
In love with the money I ain't never go

And I get high with my
I just the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get right my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking with my baby, yeahh

And I get with my baby
I just the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get right with my
I be in the kitchen cooking with my baby, yeahh

I hit the with my trap queen
all we know is bands
I might just up a Rari
And buy my boo a
I might snatch up a necklace
Drop a couple on a
She ain't want it for
I got her everything
Bitch you up on the
Ride with me I can't go
Remy boys got
Count up hella tho
I'll fuck in benz hoe
Fetty Wap I'm fifty thousand
K how I tho
If you checking for my pockets I'm

And I get high with my
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby,
And I get right with my
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby,

And I get right my baby
I just the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get right my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my

I'm like hey, wassup,
yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door
I just chill, got a sack for us to roll
to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to whip it now she it for low
She my queen let her hit the bando
We be counting up how far them bands go
We just selling dope, matching lambos
Got 50 60 grams 100 grams though
Man I swear I love her how she work that pole
Hit the club we be letting them bands go
Everybody we just call them fans though
In love with the I ain't never letting go

I be dope and you know Backwoods what I roll
Remy Boy, Fetty eating shit up fasho
I'll run in ya house, then fuck ya ho
Remy boyz are nuttin' boyz are nuttin'