Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Zaxx Remix)

I'm hey, wassup, hello
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
her how to whip it now she remix it for low
She my trap queen let her hit the
We be counting up watch how far bands go
We just selling dope, matching lambos
Got 50 60 prob 100 grams though
Man I I love her how she work that damn pole
Hit the strip club we be bands go
Everybody hating we call them fans though
In love with the I ain't never letting go

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

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

I hit the with my trap queen
'Cause all we know is
I might snatch up a Rari
And buy my boo a
I might just up a necklace
Drop a on a ring
She ain't want it for
I got her everything
Bitch you up on the
Ride me where 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 for my pockets I'm like

And I get high my baby
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 my baby, yeahh
And I get with my baby
I be in the cooking pies with my baby

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

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