Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Remix)

[Intro: Fetty
Remy Boyz,

[Bridge: Fetty
I'm like "hey, up, hello"
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that
I just wanna chill, got a for us to roll
Married to the money, 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, watch how far bands go
We just set a goal, talkin' Lambos
Got 50, 60 grand, 5 100 grams
Man, I I love her how she work the damn pole
Hit the club, we be letting bands go
Everybody hating, we just call them fans
In love with the money, I never letting go

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

[Verse:
I'm like "hey, up, hello"
I met you in the kitchen whippin' in a
And Imma need you to cook a
And when you cook that baby, buy you a Mercedes
Look at the 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 king, I bring the cash
You a pussy, so I took bag
If you get money with baby say "yeaaahhh"