Trap Queen

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


[Chorus]
          Am
And I get high with my baby
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C                                 
I just left the mall, I'm getting 
D                      Em
fly with my baby, yeah
           Am
And I can ride with my baby
C                           D    
I be in the kitchen cooking pies 
                   Em
with my baby, yeah
          Am
And I get high with my baby
C                                 
I just left the mall, I'm getting 
D                      Em
fly with my baby, yeah
           Am
And I can ride with my baby
C                           D    
I be in the kitchen cooking pies 
                   Em
with my baby, yeah


[Verse]
                          Em
I'm like "hey, what's up, hello"
                Am              
I know that you saw me soon as i 
               C
walked in the door
               D                   
You just wanna chill, tell me what 
          Em
you wanna know
               Am                  
Married to the money i can tell you
         C
 want it though
             D                   
Maybe we can get up out this spot 
          Em
and head home
            C                    
I'll be you trap queen if you get 
             Am
rid of them hoes
               C                
We be countin' up, watch how far 
            Em
them bands go
              Am                   
We just set a goal, talkin' 
  C
matchin' Lambos
             D                     
Every time i ride you know i never 
     Em
ride slow
                 Am              
Yeah, i know you love it when you 
              C
watch me get low
                D              
Tell me how you want it, i aint 
              Em
never saying no
          Am                       
Everybody hating, we just call them
      C
 fans though
                 D             
In love with the money, I ain't 
               Em
never letting go


[Chorus]
          Am
And I get high with my baby
C                                 
I just left the mall, I'm getting 
D                      Em
fly with my baby, yeah
          Am
And I can ride with my baby
C                           D    
I be in the kitchen cooking pies 
                   Em
with my baby, yeah
          Am
And I get high with my baby
C                                 
I just left the mall, I'm getting 
D                      Em
fly with my baby, yeah
          Am
And I can ride with my baby
C                           D    
I be in the kitchen cooking pies 
                   Em
with my baby, yeah