Sweetie I don't your cookies If looking for applause, keep looking recipe's boring, Meed a little spice in my cooking
Honey you don't my problems If you had 'em you sink to the bottom You should bring your jacket Cause like you can't handle this, no
Where were you when I you? Tell me, where you when I needed you?
Fake ass When they smile in face, But behind you it ain't wishes When they all the food off your plate And don't do dishes they words and they actions blur And they don't know No time for fake ass bitches
You can go jump on the You yell with your lame ass friends Go and jump on the bandwagon With you fake ass
I been in the trenches, you know but you don't pay attention You wouldn't know real talk if it out loud in your face, now listen You got away it, I believed in your for a hot Good as a in the moment but you had to go ghost, leave me
Where were you I needed you? Tell me, were you when I needed you?
Fake ass they smile in your face, But behind you it ain't well they eating all the food off your plate and don't do dishes When they words and actions blur And don't know different No time for these ass bitches
You can go jump on the You money with your lame ass friends Go ahead and on the bandwagon With you fake ass
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 come back cause I'm all the way gone I got both fingers all the way up If a fraud broads, id on't give two If I say something, my moves'll it You be running mouth And it match your actions And I ain't throwing shade, I'm just Act like a buffet and eat off your own plate Cause it not a when I say you fab You just a F-A-B with your ass, bitch
How a hand for the real ones? Put it down, had my back day one hear about 'em throwing no shade, no So if you one of us, up of the gossip? Think you had worry about 'em, middle fingers up to these...
Fake ass they smile in your face, But behind you it ain't wishes When they eatifg all the off your plate And they do dishes When they words and actions blur And they don't know No time for these ass bitches
You can go on the bandwagon You yell money your lame ass friends Go ahead and on the bandwagon With you ass bitches
your bitch ass... With bitch ass...