Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen

I'm like hey, wassup,
Seen yo pretty ass as you came in the door
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to
Married to the money, introduced her to my
Showed her how to it now she remix it for low
She my trap queen let her hit the
We be counting up watch how far them go
We just selling dope, matching lambos
Got 50 60 grams 100 grams though
Man I swear I love her how she that damn pole
Hit the strip club we be bands go
Everybody hating we just call them though
In love with the money I ain't letting go

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

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

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

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

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

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

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