Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Remix)

[Intro: Fetty
Remy Boyz,

[Bridge: Wap]
I'm like "hey, up, hello"
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to
Married to the money, introduced her to my
Showed her how to whip it, now she for low
She my trap queen, let her hit the
We be countin' up, watch how far them go
We set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Got 50, 60 grand, 5 100 grams
Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn
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 with my baby
I left 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

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