Fetty Wap - Trap Queen Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Fetty Wap] [Bridge: Fetty Wap] I'm like "Hey, what's up, hello" Seen your pretty a** soon as you came in the door I just want to 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 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 56 a gram, 5 100 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 [Hook: Fetty Wap] And I get high with my baby I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah And I can rob with my baby I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah And I can rob with my baby I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah And I can rob with my baby I be in the kitchen cooking pies I'm like "Hey, what's up, hello" [Verse: Shy Glizzy] That's my trap queen That's a n***a dream ho After she gave me head She asked me am I single Threw her the pocket rocket That b**h got the beam though f**ed 5 Glizzys in a row That's why I call her bingo And I get high with your baby n***a we not beefing Or its bye for your babies And I get fly with your baby We be all in Neimans Oh, she tired of going to Macy's She say, "Jefe, My dear, you're the trapper of the year!" Hit me baby one more time Ooh, she got that Britney Spears Keep that chopper at her house And she don't touch it because she's scared And I call her every time I got to bust a n***a head My trap queen Keep her out the rap scene She had a Maxima I think her name was Maxine Her daddy shoot the dope That ain't no f**ing vaccine I used to serve his a** before I did the rap thing [Hook: Fetty Wap] [Bridge: Fetty Wap]