Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fake ass
When smile 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 actions blur
And they don't different
No time for these fake ass

You can go jump on the
You yell money with lame ass friends
Go ahead and on the bandwagon
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 middle all the way up
If a fraud broads, id give two fucks
If I say something, my moves'll it
You be running mouth
And it don't match actions
And I ain't shade, I'm just saying
Act like it's a buffet and eat off own plate
it not a compliment when I say you fab
You just a F-A-B your fake ass, bitch

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

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

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

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