Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

Sweetie I don't want your
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 life
people like you can't handle this, no

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 ain't wishes
they eating all the food off your plate
And they don't do
When they words and they actions
And don't know different
No time for fake ass bitches

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

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

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

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

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 back cause I'm all the way
I got middle fingers all the way up
If a fraud broads, id on't give two
If I say something, my moves'll it
You be your mouth
And it don't match your
And I ain't shade, I'm just saying
Act like a buffet and eat off your own plate
Cause it not a compliment I say you fab
You just a F-A-B with your fake ass,

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

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

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

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