Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

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

Honey you don't my problems
If you had 'em you would sink to the
You should bring life jacket
Cause people you can't handle this, no

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

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

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

I down in the trenches,
you should know but you pay attention
You know real talk if it screamed out loud in your 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 I needed you?

Fake ass
When smile in your face,
But behind you it ain't well
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 fake ass bitches

You can go jump on the
You money with 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 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 back it
You be your mouth
And it don't your actions
And I ain't throwing shade, I'm saying
Act like it's a and eat off your own plate
Cause it not a compliment I say you fab
You just a with your fake ass, bitch

How about a for the real ones?
Put it down, had my back day one
Never hear '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...

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

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