作词 : Tony Fadd/Willie J. Maxwell
 作曲 : Tony Fadd
Trap Queen -Fetty Wap /Azealia Banks /Quavo /Gucci Mane
Written by ：Fetty Wap
RGF production
Remy Boyz
Yeah
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I'm like hey what's up hello
Since you pretty awesome as you came at that door
I just wanna chill got a sak for us to roll
Married to the money introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to whip it now she remixing for low
She my trap queen let her hit the bando
We be counting up watch how far them bands go
We just set a goal talking matching lambos
A 5060grand for a hundred grams though
Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole
Hit the strip club we be letting bands go
Everybody hating we just call them fans though
In love with the money I ain't ever letting go
And I get high with my baby
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeah
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeah
And I can ride with my baby
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeah
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies
I'm like hey what's up hello
She came
Whipping that cake for the hustle
Ey
She cooking that steak in the oven
Got palls on a side I could bang and buzz it
Give a shake to the b**ches in fronting it's nothing
Being thou bomb shell be dismiss who mix well
Fish scale hopping out that V-12this female
All about them eagles
Queen flips I'm on vigil
She sells seashells hydro with that pyro
Getting money getting it right though
Sent that thing and send it right dog
Caught this banz to survival
You like thou bodyguard his azlo
Peddy caught for that popper
Is that so
Anything for that guap flow
You got drugs we got us
And I get high with my baby
I'm a be the one who run and die with you baby
Yeah
And I'm a slide for my baby
I just wanna be your number one baby baby yeah
Freshest ni**a ever seen pull up in a Limousine
Hit you with a magazine now they play a violing
Took that b**ch right from your team
I turned that b**ch she work for me
First they brought me 30Gs
Next they brought me 30keys
I risk my life for 30bricks
I swear to God I'd do it again
Gucci mane the topping tree
Trilling what the f**k I mean
I'm a keep that popper been with brother hit and bleed
Count my money where was she
Ooh get sh*t no ooh nah sh*t no
With a bad b**ch with it going that sh*t no
It's just falling tips I'm texting you
You like a grand chick ni**a I'm smashing you
You just a dead boy ni**a it's all you dare to be
And he will do find that boy that's for mama feed
All your macarole it's all you banging me
Or I tell the square that I gave a ni**a sign to me
And I am high with my baby
I just love them all I get fly with my baby
Yeah
And I get rock with my baby
I'll be in the kitchen cooking pals
I'm like hey what's up hello
I'm like hey what's up hello
I meet you in the kitchen wiping in a bando
And I'm a need you to cook now baby
And when you cook that baby I'm a buy you're Mercedes
Yea look at the tags on them
Ooh I wanna ride on them
And we in the cook going crazy
Blowing in and sweting it's a getaway vacation
She the trap queen she cooking it
I'm the trap king I bring the cash
You a p**sy so I took your bag
If you get mind of what you baby say yeah
Yeah
And I am right with my baby
I just love them all I get fly with my baby
Yeah
And I get rock with my baby
I'll be in the kitchen cooking pals
I'm like hey what's up hello