Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

Sweetie I don't want your
If you're looking for applause, keep
recipe's boring,
Meed a more spice in my cooking

Honey you don't my problems
If you had 'em you sink to the bottom
You should your life jacket
Cause people you can't handle this, no

Where were you I needed you?
me, where were you when I needed you?

Fake ass
they smile in your face,
But you it ain't well wishes
When they all the food off your plate
And they do dishes
When they words and they blur
And don't know different
No for these fake ass bitches

You can go jump on the
You yell money your lame ass friends
Go and jump on the bandwagon
With you ass bitches

I been in the trenches,
you should know but you don't pay
You wouldn't know real talk if it screamed out loud in face, now listen
You got with it,
I believed in your for a hot
as a friend in the moment
but you had to go ghost, me lonely

Where you when I needed you?
Tell me, where were you I needed you?

Fake ass
they smile in your face,
But behind you it ain't well
When eating all the food off your plate
and they do dishes
When they words and they blur
And don't know different
No time for these ass bitches

You can go on the bandwagon
You yell with your lame ass friends
Go and jump on the bandwagon
With you ass bitches

You not my BFF, you not my
You a fake ass bitch like the resty
I was all the way down, you was all the way
Now you come back cause I'm all the way gone
I got both middle all the way up
If a fraud broads, id on't give two
If I say something, my moves'll it
You be running your
And it don't your actions
And I ain't throwing shade, I'm just
Act like it's a buffet and eat off your own
Cause it not a compliment I say you fab
You just a with your fake ass, bitch

How about a hand for the real
Put it down, had my since day one
Never hear 'em throwing no shade, no
So if you one of us, up
of the gossip?
Think you had
Don't worry 'em, middle fingers up to these...

Fake ass
When smile in your face,
But behind you it ain't well
they eatifg all the food off your plate
And they do dishes
When they and they actions blur
And they don't know
No time for these ass bitches

You can go on the bandwagon
You money with your lame ass friends
Go and jump on the bandwagon
you fake ass bitches

With bitch ass...
With bitch ass...