Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You can go jump on the
You yell money with your lame ass
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 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 running your
And it don't match your
And I throwing shade, I'm just saying
Act like it's a buffet and eat off your own
it not a compliment when I say you fab
You just a F-A-B with your ass, bitch

How about a hand for the 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
Don't worry about 'em, middle up to these...

ass bitches
When they in your face,
But behind you it ain't well
they eatifg 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 on the bandwagon
You yell money with your lame ass
Go ahead and on the bandwagon
you fake ass bitches

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