Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

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

Honey you don't want my
If you had 'em you would sink to the
You should bring your life
people like you can't handle this, no

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

ass bitches
When they in your face,
But you it ain't well wishes
When they eating all the food off your
And don't do dishes
When they words and they actions
And they don't know
No time for fake ass bitches

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

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

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

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

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

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

How about a hand for the ones?
Put it down, had my back day one
Never about 'em throwing no shade, no
So if you one of us, up
Tired of the
you had enough?
Don't worry about 'em, fingers up to these...

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

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

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