Trap Queen

Trap Queen - Enzo Bennet/Will Gittens

I'm like hey what's up hello

Seen yo pretty face 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 56 a gram prob' a 100 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 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 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

I say hello 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 necklace

Drop a couple on a ring

She ain't want it for nothin'

Because I got her everything

Bitch you up in the bando

Without deniro can't go

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