Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Remix)

[Intro: Wap]
Boyz, yeaahhhh

[Bridge: Wap]
I'm like "hey, up, hello"
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that
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 remixin' for low
She my trap queen, let her hit the
We be up, watch how far them bands go
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin'
Got 50, 60 grand, 5 100 though
Man, I I love her how she work the damn pole
Hit the strip club, we be letting go
Everybody hating, we call them fans though
In love the money, I ain't never letting go

[Hook x2: Fetty
And I get high my baby
I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby,
And I can with my baby
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies my baby, yeeaahhh

Quavo]
I'm like "hey, up, hello"
I met you in the kitchen whippin' in a
And Imma need you to a baby
And when you cook baby, I'mma buy you a Mercedes
at the thighs on her
Oh, I ride on her
And we in a coupe goin'
Go to Venezuela, that's a getaway
She the queen, she cook it
I'm the trap king, I bring the
You a pussy, so I your bag
If you get with your baby say "yeaaahhh"