Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Remix)

[Intro: Fetty
Boyz, yeaahhhh

[Bridge: Wap]
I'm like "hey, up, hello"
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you in that door
I just chill, got a sack for us to roll
to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to it, now she remixin' for low
She my queen, let her hit the bando
We be countin' up, how far them bands go
We just set a goal, matchin' Lambos
Got 50, 60 grand, 5 100 grams
Man, I swear I love her how she work the pole
Hit the club, we be letting bands go
hating, we just call them fans though
In love with the money, I never letting go

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

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