Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Cover)

I'm like, "Hey, up? Hello."
your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
I wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my
Showed her how to whip it, now she for low
She my queen, let her hit the bando
We be countin' up, watch how them bands go
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin'
50, 60 grand, a hundred grams though
Man, I swear she love it how she work the pole
Hit the strip club, we be letting go
Everybody hating, we just call them though
In love with the money, I ever letting go

And I get high my baby
I left them all, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can with my baby
I be in the cooking pies with my baby, yeah, now
And I get high my baby
I just them all, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can ride my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking with my baby

Hit the strip with my queen 'cause all we know is bands
I might snatch a ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
I just snatch her a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
She ain't wanting for nothin' I got her everything
And I'm up in the bando, without dinero go
Remy boys got the stamp though, count up hella them though
How far can bands go?
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand
If you checking for my I'm like

Oh, I get with my baby
I just left them all, I'm fly with my baby, yeah
And I can ride with my
I be in the kitchen cooking with my baby, yeah, now
Oh, I get with my baby
I just them all, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
And I can with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking with my baby like,

"Hello."
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that
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 remixing for low
She my trap queen, let her hit the
We be countin' up, watch how them bands go
We just set a goal, talkin' Lambos
50, 60 grand, prob' a grams though
Man, I swear she love it how she work the pole
Hit the strip club, we be bands go
Everybody hating, we just them fans though
In love with the money, I ever letting go

I be smoking dope and you Backwoods what I roll
Remy Boy, Fetty eating s*** up fasho
I'll run in ya house, then I'll f*** hoe
Remy or nothing, Re-Re-Remy Boyz or...

Oh I get high with my
I just left all, I'm getting fly with my baby, now
And I can ride with my
I be in the kitchen pies with my baby, now, now, now
And I get with my baby
I just left them all, I'm fly with my baby, now
And I can with my baby
I be in the cooking pies with my baby, now


Got a for us to roll