Trap Queen(135 BPM)-D'Mixmasters
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Trap Queen(135 BPM) - D'Mixmasters

Written by:Maxwell

Hello

Seen your pretty a** soon as you came in the door

I just wanna chill got a back 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

Got fifty sixty grand prob a hundred grams though

Man I swear I love her how she work the d**n job

Hit the d**n 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 getting fly with my baby baby

I just left the mall

I'm getting fly with my baby yeah

And I can ride with my baby 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 with my baby

What's up hello

I hit the strip with my trap queen

Cause all we know is bands

I just might snatch a rari and buy my boo a lamb

I just might snatch her a necklace

Drop a couple on a ring

She ain't want for nothing

Because I got her everything

It's big zoo wap from the bando

Without dinero can't go

Remy boys got the stamp

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 checking for my pockets I'm like

And I getting fly with my baby baby

I just left the mall

I'm getting fly with my baby yeah

And I can ride with my baby 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

Seen your pretty a** soon as you came in the door

I just wanna chill got a back 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

Got fifty sixty grand prob a hundred grams though

Man I swear I love her how she work the d**n job

Hit the d**n 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

You be smoking honey and you know backwoods what I roll

Remy boy fetty eating sh*t up that's for sure

I'll run in you house then I'll f**k your h*e

Cause remy boyz or nothing

Re re remy boyz or nothing

Yeah you hear my boy

Sounding like a zillion bucks on a track

I got whatever on my boy whatever

Put your money where your mouth is

Money on the wood make the game go good

Money outta sight cause fights

Put up or shut up

Uh

Nitt da gritt

Uh rgf productions

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