Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Cover)

I'm like, "Hey, up? Hello."
your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
I just wanna chill, got a for us to roll
to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to whip it, now she for low
She my queen, let her hit the bando
We be countin' up, watch how them bands go
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin'
50, 60 grand, prob' a grams though
Man, I swear she it how she work the damn pole
Hit the strip club, we be bands go
hating, we just call them fans though
In love the money, I ain't ever letting go

And I get high my baby
I just left all, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can ride my baby
I be in the cooking pies with my baby, yeah, now
And I get with my baby
I just them all, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can ride my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking with my baby

Hit the with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
I might just snatch a ferrari and buy my boo a
I might just snatch her a necklace, a couple on a ring
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her
And I'm up in the bando, dinero can't go
Remy boys got the stamp though, count up them bands though
How far can bands go?
Fetty Wap I'm living thousand K how I stand though
If you checking for my I'm like

Oh, I get with my baby
I just left them all, I'm getting fly with my baby,
And I can ride with my
I be in the kitchen cooking pies my baby, yeah, now
Oh, I get with my baby
I just left them all, I'm getting fly my baby, yeah
And I can with my baby
I be in the kitchen pies with my baby like,

"Hello."
Seen your pretty ass as you came in that door
I just wanna chill, got a for us to roll
to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to it, now she remixing for low
She my queen, let her hit the bando
We be countin' up, how fast them bands go
We just set a goal, talkin' Lambos
50, 60 grand, prob' a grams though
Man, I she love it how she work the damn pole
Hit the club, we be letting bands go
Everybody hating, we call them fans though
In love the money, I ain't ever letting go

I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I
Boy, Fetty eating s*** up that's fasho
I'll run in ya house, then I'll your hoe
Remy Boyz or nothing, Boyz or...

Oh I get high my baby
I just left them all, I'm getting fly my baby, now
And I can with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking with my baby, now, now, now
And I get with my baby
I just left them all, I'm fly with my baby, now
And I can ride with my
I be in the kitchen pies with my baby, now


Got a sack for us to