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lirik lagu crestfallen - trap queen

[refrain]
i’m like “hey, what’s up? h~llo” (ayy)
seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the 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
at 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though
man, i swear i love her, how she work the d~mn pole
hit the strip club, we be lettin’ bands go
everybody hatin’, we just call them fans, though
in love with the money, i ain’t never lettin’ go

[chorus]
and i get high with my baby (my baby)
i just left the mall, i’m gettin’ fly with my baby, yeah
and i can ride with my baby (my baby)
i be in the kitchen cookin’ pies with my baby, yeah
and i can ride with my baby (my baby)
i just left the mall, i’m gettin’ fly with my baby, yeah
and i can ride with my baby
i be in the kitchen cookin’ pies

[verse 1]
i’m like, “hey, what’s up? h~llo”
i hit the strip with my trap queen, ’cause all we know is bands
i just might sn~tch up a ‘rari and buy my boo a lamb’
i just might sn~tch her a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
she ain’t wantin’ for nothin’ because i got her everything
it’s big zoowap from the bando
remind me where i can’t go
remy boyz got the stamp though
count up h~lla them bands though
boy how far can your bands go?
fetty wap, i’m livin’ 50 thousand k how i stand though
if you checkin’ for my pockets i’m like…
[chorus]
and i get high with my baby (my baby)
i just left the mall, i’m gettin’ fly with my baby, yeah
and i can ride with my baby (my baby)
i be in the kitchen cookin’ pies with my baby, yeah
and i can ride with my baby (my baby)
i just left the mall, i’m gettin’ fly with my baby, yeah
and i can ride with my baby (my baby)
i be in the kitchen cookin’ pies

[refrain]
i’m like, “hey, what’s up? h~llo”
seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the 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
at 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though
man, i swear i love her how she work the d~mn pole
hit the strip club, we be lettin’ bands go
everybody hatin’, we just call them fans though
in love with the money, i ain’t never lettin’ go

[verse 2]
i be smokin’ dope and you know backwoods what i roll
remy boyz, fetty eatin’ sh~t up, that’s fasho
i’ll run in ya house, then i’ll f~ck your ho
’cause remy boyz or nothin’
re~re~remy boyz or nothin’, yeah

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