Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen

I'm hey, wassup, hello
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 prob 100 grams though
Man I swear I her how she work that damn pole
Hit the strip club we be bands go
Everybody hating we just call them fans
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 my baby, yeahh
And I get right with my
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby,

And I get right my baby
I left 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
'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 want it for nothin'
Because I got her
Bitch you up on the
Ride with me where I go
Remy got extendo
Count up hella tho
I'll fuck in your hoe
Wap I'm living fifty thousand
K how I tho
If you checking for my I'm like

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

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

I'm like hey, wassup,
Seen yo ass soon as you came 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 queen let her hit the bando
We be counting up watch how far bands go
We just selling dope, talking matching
Got 50 60 prob 100 grams though
Man I swear I love her how she work that damn
Hit the club we be letting them bands go
Everybody hating we just call them fans
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
run in ya house, then I'll fuck ya ho
Remy are nuttin' re-re-remy boyz are nuttin'