Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Zaxx Remix)

I'm like hey, wassup,
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the
I just chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money, her to my stove
Showed her how to it now she remix it for low
She my queen let her hit the bando
We be counting up watch how far them go
We selling dope, talking matching lambos
Got 50 60 prob 100 grams though
Man I swear I love her how she that damn pole
Hit the strip club we be bands go
Everybody hating we just call fans though
In love with the I ain't never letting go

And I get high with my
I just left the mall I'm getting fly my baby, yeahh
And I get right my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies my baby, yeahh

And I get right my baby
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby,
And I get right with my
I be in the kitchen cooking with my baby, yeahh

I hit the strip with my queen
'Cause all we know is
I might snatch up a Rari
And buy my boo a
I just snatch up a necklace
Drop a couple on a
She ain't it for nothin'
I got her everything
Bitch you up on the
Ride with me I can't go
boys got extendo
Count up bands tho
I'll in your benz hoe
Fetty Wap I'm living thousand
K how I tho
If you checking for my I'm like

And I get with my baby
I just the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get right with my
I be in the kitchen cooking with my baby, yeahh

And I get right my baby
I left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get right my baby
I be in the kitchen pies with my baby

I'm like hey, wassup,
Seen yo pretty ass as you came in the door
I just chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my
her how to whip it now she remix it for low
She my trap let her hit the bando
We be counting up how far them bands go
We selling dope, talking matching lambos
Got 50 60 grams 100 grams though
Man I swear I love her how she work that pole
Hit the strip club we be letting bands go
Everybody hating we just them fans though
In with the money I ain't never letting go

I be smoking dope and you know what I roll
Remy Boy, Fetty shit up that's fasho
I'll run in ya house, then fuck ya ho
Remy boyz are nuttin' boyz are nuttin'