Trap Queen
Fetty Lyrics
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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 remix it 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
Man I swear I love her how she work that 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, yeahh
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeahh
And I can ride with my baby
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies
I'm like, "Hey, what's up? Hello"
I hit the strip with my trap queen
'Cause all we know is bands
I might just 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 BigZooWap from the bando
Remind me where I can't go
Remy Boyz got the stamp though
Count up hella them bands though
Boy how far can your bands go?
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand
K how I stand tho
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
And I get high with my baby
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeahh
And I can ride with my baby
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies
I'm like hey, wassup, hello
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 remix it 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 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though
Man I swear I love her how she work that 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
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 ya ho
'Cause Remy boyz or nothin', Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothin'
Yeah, you hear my boy
Soundin' like a zillion bucks on the 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 out of sight 'cause fights
Put up or shut up, huh?
Nitt Da Gritt, huh, RGF Productions
Squad
The song "Trap Queen" by Fetty Wap is about his relationship with his girlfriend, whom he refers to as his "trap queen." The term refers to a woman who is loyal to her partner and supports him in his illicit business, which in Fetty's case is selling drugs. He asserts that he is "married to the money" and taught his girlfriend how to cook the illegal substances on his stove. Together, they count the money they make and set goals for the future, which includes buying matching Lamborghinis.
Fetty Wap celebrates the success of his illegal enterprise, where he makes $5 hundred grams and $56 a gram. He enjoys dancing with his girlfriend and watching her work the pole at the strip club while they let the bands go. He looks down upon his haters, whom he refers to as fans, and is in love with the money he is making, stating that he would never let it go.
The chorus repeats the same lines twice, with him singing about going to the mall with his girlfriend, getting high, riding together and cooking pies in the kitchen. He takes pride in his affiliation with the Remy Boyz group and boasts about their success.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm like hey, wassup, hello
Greetings, how are you doing today?
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door
I noticed your beauty immediately upon your arrival
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
I'd like to relax with you and share some marijuana
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
I am committed to making money and showed it to my partner in the drug trade
Showed her how to whip it now she remix it for low
I taught her how to cook and now she makes it more economically
She my trap queen let her hit the bando
She is my partner in the drug trade and she helps me operate out of abandoned properties
We be counting up watch how far them bands go
We are counting our earnings and amazed by the amount we are making
We just set a goal, talking matching lambos
We have a goal to make enough money to buy matching Lamborghinis
Got 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though
We sell our drugs at $56 per gram, but offer a cheaper rate of $500 for 100 grams
Man I swear I love her how she work that damn pole
I admire the way she dances on the pole at the strip club
Hit the strip club we be letting bands go
We are spending a lot of money at the strip club
Everybody hating we just call them fans though
We don't pay attention to people who criticize us and consider them to be fans
In love with the money I ain't never letting go
I am in love with making money and will never give it up
And I get high with my baby
I smoke marijuana with my partner
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
I recently visited the mall and bought some fashionable clothing with my partner
And I can ride with my baby
I can take a ride with my partner
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeahh
I cook drugs in the kitchen with my partner
I hit the strip with my trap queen
I go to the strip club with my partner in the drug trade
'Cause all we know is bands
We only know how to make money
I might just snatch up a 'Rari' And buy my boo a Lamb'
I might buy a Ferrari and a Lamborghini for my partner
I might just snatch her a necklace Drop a couple on a ring
I might buy her some expensive jewelry
She ain't wantin' for nothin' Because I got her everything
I have provided my partner with everything she could ever want
It's BigZooWap from the bando
I am BigZooWap, operating out of abandoned properties
Remind me where I can't go
Remind me of the places I should avoid
Remy Boyz got the stamp though
My group, Remy Boyz, is well-respected
Count up hella them bands though
We are counting a lot of money
Boy how far can your bands go?
How much money have you made?
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand tho
I am living comfortably with $50,000 and feel great about it
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
If you are concerned about how much money I have, this is my response
I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll
I smoke marijuana and specifically use Backwoods for rolling
Remy Boy, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
My group, Remy Boyz, along with myself, are very successful
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck ya ho
I am capable of robbing someone's house, then sleeping with their partner
'Cause Remy boyz or nothin', Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothin'
I am loyal to my group and will only associate with Remy Boyz or nothing at all
Yeah, you hear my boy
My associate can be heard on this track
Soundin' like a zillion bucks on the track
My associate sounds impressive on the track
I got whatever on my boy, whatever
I support my associate in any way I can
Put your money where your mouth is
Invest your resources in things you believe in
Money on the wood make the game go good
Pledging money will improve the situation
Money out of sight 'cause fights
Hiding money can prevent arguments and disagreements
Put up or shut up, huh?
Take action or stop making empty promises
Nitt Da Gritt, huh, RGF Productions Squad
My group, Remy Boyz, is part of the RGF Productions squad
Lyrics ยฉ BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Willie Maxwell, Anton Matsulevich
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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bro, itโs impossible to explain how hard this shit still HITS
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real
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We here dog
@KennyGamezzz
We can't deny that life was good when this song came out.....
@giorgitabatadze3679
2014-2018 those were the best years
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make me sad
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Yessir song still hit