Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

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

Honey you want my problems
If you had 'em you sink to the bottom
You bring your life jacket
Cause like you can't handle this, no

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

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

I down in the trenches,
you know but you don't pay attention
You know real talk if it screamed out loud in your face, now listen
You got with it,
I believed in your for a hot
Good as a friend in the
but you had to go ghost, me lonely

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

Fake ass
they smile in your face,
But you it ain't well wishes
When they eating all the off your plate
and they 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 money with your lame ass friends
Go ahead and jump on the
you fake ass bitches

You not my BFF, you not my
You a fake ass bitch just like the
I was all the way down, you was all the way
Now you tryna back cause I'm all the way gone
I got middle fingers all the way up
If a fraud broads, id on't two fucks
If I say something, my back it
You be your mouth
And it match your actions
And I ain't shade, I'm just saying
Act it's a buffet and eat off your own plate
it not a compliment when I say you fab
You a F-A-B with your fake ass, bitch

How about a for the real ones?
Put it down, had my since day one
hear about 'em throwing no shade, no
So if you one of us, up
Tired of the
you had enough?
Don't worry about 'em, middle up to these...

ass bitches
When smile 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 don't know different
No time for fake ass bitches

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

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