Trap Queen Fetty Wap (Niykee Heaton Cover) chords by Niykee Heaton

Trap Queen Fetty Wap (Niykee Heaton Cover)

Key: AmNiykee Heaton

Chords and lyrics for Trap Queen Fetty Wap (Niykee Heaton Cover) by Niykee Heaton

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INTRO

I'm like, hey, what's up, hello?

VERSE

seen yo' pretty ass, soon as you came in the door I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll

Mary said, Maria, you're just a similar stow

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, talking matchin' Lambos

At 56 a gram, five a hundred grams though

Man I swear I love her, how she work the damn 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 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 with my baby,

And I can ride with my baby I just left the mall, I'm gettin' fly with my baby,

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby,

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VERSE

I'm

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like a whistle pillow I knew that you saw me soon as I walked in the door

Say you want to chill, tell me what you wanna know

Married to the money, I can feel you wanna know

Maybe we can get about the spot and head home

I'll be your trap queen if you get rid of the hoes

Countin' up, watch your fighting bands go

We can set it go, talkin' magic lampposts

Don't ever tell me

I'm ridin', no

I'm never ridin' slow

Yeah, I know you love it when you watch me get low

Tell me how you want it, I ain't never sayin' no

Everybody hatin', we just goin' real fast though

Get in love with the money, I ain't never lettin' go

CHORUS

And I can't hide out with my baby

I just left them all,

I'm getting fired with my baby,

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby,

And I can ride with my baby

I just left the mall,

I'm gettin' fly with my baby,

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby,

I'll be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby, yeah

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And I can

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