Trap Queen
Fetty Wap Gucci Mane Quavo Lyrics


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Remy Boyz, yeaahhhh
1738

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
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 50, 60 grand, 500 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 gettin' fly with my baby, yeaaahhh
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby, yeaaahhh
And I can ride with my baby

I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeaaahhh

And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby

Freshest nigga ever seen, pull up in a limousine
Hit you with a magazine, now they play a violin
Took that bitch right from your team
I turned that bitch, she work for me
First, they brought me 30 Gs

Next, they brought me 30 keys
I risk my life for 30 bricks
I swear to God I'd do it again
Gucci Mane the topping trend

Trending topic, fuck I mean
I'mma keep my pop a bean
Then grab that thing and hit your spleen
Count my money with machine
Hooder than a Cut Supreme
Irrational, Old National
With a bad bitch in a Grand National
It's just politics, I'm taxing ya
You're like a grilled cheese, nigga, I'm smashing ya
You just a daddy boy, nigga, so your dad beats ya
10 G's who find the boy, that's a finder fee
Holy macaroni, boy, you're Roly blinding me
And I tote the strap like every nigga signed to me

And I get high with my baby
I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeaaahhh
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby, yeaaahhh
And I can ride with my baby
I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeaaahhh
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby

I'm like "hey, what's up, hello"
I met you in the kitchen whippin' in the bando
And Imma need you to cook a baby
And when you cook that baby, I'mma buy you a Mercedes
Look at the thighs on her
Oh, I wanna ride on her
And we in a coupe goin' crazy
Go to Venezuela, that's a getaway vacation
She the trap queen, she cook it
I'm the trap king, I bring the cash
You a pussy, so I took your bag
If you get money with your baby say "yeaaahhh"

And I get high with my baby
I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeaaahhh
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby, yeaaahhh
And I can ride with my baby
I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeaaahhh




And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Fetty Wap Gucci Mane Quavo's song "Trap Queen" tell the story of a man who fell in love with a woman who was familiar with the drug trade. He introduces her to the kitchen ("introduced her to my stove"), teaching her how to cook and distribute drugs ("showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low"). The singer refers to the woman as his "trap queen" and mentions how they count their money while enjoying the fruits of their illegal labor. The lyrics also mention their extravagant lifestyle as they set goals for themselves ("talking matching Lambos") and enjoy the finer things in life like shopping sprees and luxury vehicles.


The chorus of the song is catchy and repetitive with the main idea being that the singer is getting high and enjoying his lavish lifestyle with his partner ("And I get high with my baby / I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby").


The lyrics to "Trap Queen" have been interpreted in different ways, with some people arguing that they glorify illegal activities and others arguing that the song is a celebration of black culture and resilience in difficult circumstances.


Line by Line Meaning

Remy Boyz, yeaahhhh 1738
Introduction to the song by the artists, referencing Remy Martin cognac and 1738 is its label number.


I'm like "Hey, what's up, hello" Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door
The singer's intro line to his lover, complementing her beauty as soon as he sees her.


I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
He suggests they smoke and he's closely linked to money-making by cooking drugs in his kitchen.


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
He has taught her how to cook and made her his trap queen. They're using profits to count and accumulate money.


We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos Got 50, 60 grand, 500 grams though
Their shared ambition is to buy Lamborghinis and they've already made a lot of money off of 500 grams.


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
He admires his lover's stripper skills and they throw money at the club. They don't care about the critics, calling them fans.


In love with the money, I ain't never letting go
He has a deep attachment to his wealth and won't let it go easily.


And I get high with my baby I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeaaahhh And I can ride with my baby I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby, yeaaahhh And I can ride with my baby I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby, yeaaahhh And I can ride with my baby I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby
The chorus repeats the artist's various activities with his lover: getting high, shopping, cooking drugs, and riding together.


Freshest nigga ever seen, pull up in a limousine Hit you with a magazine, now they play a violin
The artist boasts about being fresh and driving a limo. He also mentions attacking someone with a magazine and now hearing violins in his honor.


Took that bitch right from your team I turned that bitch, she work for me
He took someone else's girl and made her his subordinate to work for him.


First, they brought me 30 Gs Next, they brought me 30 keys I risk my life for 30 bricks I swear to God I'd do it again
He reflects back on his past illicit work with a sense of nostalgia and pride, willing to take the risk again.


Gucci Mane, the topping trend Trending topic, fuck I mean I'mma keep my pop a bean Then grab that thing and hit your spleen Count my money with machine Hooder than a Cut Supreme
Gucci Mane boasts about being the popular topic of conversation and being violent towards his enemies. He counts his money with a machine, and Casanova eats from Cut Supreme is a pound cake popular in New York City.


Irrational, Old National With a bad bitch in a Grand National It's just politics, I'm taxing ya You're like a grilled cheese, nigga, I'm smashing ya
He's in Atlanta's Old National neighborhood with a bad girl in a Buick Grand National. He sees all this as just business and taxes his enemies. To him, they're as easy as a grilled cheese sandwich to crush.


You just a daddy boy, nigga, so your dad beats ya 10 G's who find the boy, that's a finder fee Holy macaroni, boy, you're Roly blinding me And I tote the strap like every nigga signed to me
Insulting his foes by calling them daddy's boys who get beaten up by their dads. He offers a 10,000 dollar reward to find them, and remarks on the blinding glare of someone's Roly watch. He boasts of wielding a gun that every member of his crew uses as a form of identification.


I met you in the kitchen whippin' in the bando And Imma need you to cook a baby And when you cook that baby, I'mma buy you a Mercedes
He met his girlfriend (trap queen) in the kitchen where she was cooking drugs. He wants to motivate her by telling her a gift of a car awaits if she puts her culinary skills to use.


Look at the thighs on her Oh, I wanna ride on her And we in a coupe goin' crazy Go to Venezuela, that's a getaway vacation
He admires her body and wants to have sex with her in a car. They enjoy driving fast and wild, so much so that superfluous driving to Venezuela would be as chill as a vacation.


She the trap queen, she cook it I'm the trap king, I bring the cash You a pussy, so I took your bag If you get money with your baby say "yeaaahhh"
He reaffirms his girlfriend's role as trap queen and his own as trap king. He bravely robbed someone of their money since they were all talk. He encourages others to shout out if they're making money with their partners.




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