Lirik dan Chord Lagu Trap Queen dari Fetty Wap

JAKARTA, KOMPAS.com - "Trap Queen" adalah lagu yang dipopulerkan oleh penyanyi rap asal Amerika Serikat, Fetty Wap.

Lagu tersebut merupakan singel dari album perdana milik Fetty Wap yang berjudul Fetty Wap, dirilis pada tahun 2015.

Berikut lirik dan chord lagu "Trap Queen" dari Fetty Wap:

[Verse 1]

Am
I'm like "hey, what's up, hello"
Dm F
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door
G Am
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Dm F
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
G Am
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
F Dm
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
F Am
We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go
Dm F
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
G Am
Got 56 a gram, prob' a 100 grams though
Dm F
Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn pole
G Am
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Dm F
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
G Am
In love with the money, I ain't never letting go

[Hook] 2x

Dm
And I get high with my baby
F G Am
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dm
And I can ride with my baby
F G Am
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah

[Verse 2]

Am Dm
I hit the strip with my trap queen cause all we know is bands
F G
I just might snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Am Dm
I might just snatch her necklace, drop a couple on a ring
F G
She ain't want it for nothin' because I got her everything
Am Dm
Bitch you up in the bando, without deniro can't go
F G
Remi boys got extendo, count up hella dem bands tho
Am
How far can your Benz go?
Dm F
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand tho
G Am
If you checking out my pockets hol' up

[Hook 2] 2x

Dm
And I get high with my baby
F G Am
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dm
And I can ride with my baby
F G Am
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah

[Verse 1]

Am Dm
I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll
G Am
Remy Boy, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
Dm F
Ill run in ya house, then I'll fuck your ho
G Am
Cause Remy Boyz or nothing, Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothing

Dm F G