Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trap Queen, artist - Collin Mcloughlin.
Date of issue: 20.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Trap Queen |
I’m like «hey, what’s up, hello» |
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door |
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll |
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove |
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low |
She my trap queen, let her 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, 500 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 never letting go |
And I get high with my baby |
I just left the mall, I’m gettin' fly with my baby, yeaaahhh |
And I can ride with my baby |
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby, yeeaahhh |
And I can ride with my baby |
I just left the mall, I’m gettin' fly with my baby, yeaaahhh |
And I can ride with my baby |
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby |
I hit the strip with my trap queen cause all we know is bands |
I just might snatch up a 'Rari and buy my boo a Lamb' |
I might just snatch her a necklace, drop a couple on a ring |
She ain’t wantin' for nothin' because I got her everything |
It’s big Zoo Wap from the bando, without dinero can’t go |
Remy boys got the stamp, though |
Count up hella, them bands though |
How far can your bands go? |
Fetty Wap I’m living fifty thousand K how I stand though |
If you checkin' for my pockets I’m like |
I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll |
Remy Boy, Fetty eating shit up that’s fasho |
I’ll run in ya house, then I’ll fuck your ho |
Cause Remy Boyz or nothin', Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothin' |