Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

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

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

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

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

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

I down in the trenches,
you should know but you pay attention
You wouldn't know real talk if it screamed out loud in face, now listen
You got away it,
I believed in for a hot minute
as a friend in the moment
but you had to go ghost, leave me

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

ass bitches
When they smile in face,
But behind you it ain't well
When eating all the food off your plate
and don't do dishes
they words and they actions blur
And don't know different
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 fake ass

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

How about a for the real ones?
Put it down, had my since day one
hear about 'em throwing no shade, no
So if you one of us, up
of the gossip?
Think you had
Don't about 'em, middle fingers up to these...

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

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

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