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Trap Queen (Remix)

Fetty Wap)
I'm like 'hey, hassup, hello!
Seen yo pretty ass soon as ya came in that door
I just want to chill, got a sack fo' us to roll
Married to the money, introduced 'er to my stove
Showed 'er how to whip it, now she remixin' fo' low
She my trap queen, let 'er hit the bando
We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Got 50, 60 grand, 5 hunnid grams tho
Man, I swear I love 'er how she work the damn pole
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Everybody hating, we just call them fans tho
In love wit the money, I ain't never letting go

And I get high wit my baby, I just left the mall
I'm gettin' fly wit my baby, yeaah
And I can ride wit my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies wit my baby, yeaah

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(2: Quavo)
I'm like 'hey, what's up, hello'
I met ya in the kitchen whippin' me a bando
And I'mma need ya to cook a baby
And when ya cook that baby, I'mma buy ya a Mercedes
Look at the thighs on 'er, oh, I want to ride on 'er
And we in a Coupe goin' crazy
Go to Venezuela, that's a get away vacation
She the trap queen, she cook it chaaa
I'm the trap king, I bring the cash (money)
Ya a pussy, so I took yo bag
If ya get $ wit yo baby say yeaah

And I get high wit my baby, I just left the mall
I'm gettin' fly wit my baby, yeaah
And I can ride wit my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies wit my baby, yeaah