Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Remix)

[Intro: Fetty
Boyz, yeaahhhh

[Bridge: Fetty
I'm like "hey, up, hello"
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you in that door
I just wanna chill, got a 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 grams
Man, I swear I love her how she the damn pole
Hit the strip club, we be letting go
Everybody hating, we just call them though
In with the money, I ain't never letting go

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

[Verse:
I'm like "hey, up, hello"
I met you in the kitchen in a bando
And Imma need you to cook a
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 crazy
Go to Venezuela, that's a vacation
She the queen, she cook it
I'm the trap king, I bring the
You a pussy, so I took bag
If you get money with your say "yeaaahhh"