Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Remix)

[Intro: Fetty
Boyz, yeaahhhh

[Bridge: Fetty
I'm like "hey, up, hello"
Seen yo pretty ass as you came in that door
I just chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my
Showed her how to it, now she remixin' for low
She my trap queen, let her hit the
We be countin' up, watch how far bands go
We just set a goal, matchin' Lambos
Got 50, 60 grand, 5 100 though
Man, I swear I love her how she work the pole
Hit the strip club, we be bands go
Everybody hating, we just call fans though
In love with the money, I ain't never go

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

[Verse:
I'm like "hey, up, hello"
I met you in the whippin' in a bando
And Imma need you to cook a
And when you cook that baby, I'mma buy you a
at the thighs on her
Oh, I wanna on her
And we in a goin' crazy
Go to Venezuela, a getaway vacation
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 your baby say "yeaaahhh"