Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

Sweetie I want your cookies
If you're looking for applause, looking
recipe's boring,
Meed a little more in my cooking

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

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

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

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

I been in the trenches,
you should but you don't pay attention
You wouldn't 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?

ass bitches
When they smile in face,
But behind you it ain't well
When they eating all the food off your
and they do dishes
they words and they actions blur
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

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 come back cause I'm all the way gone
I got both 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 don't match actions
And I throwing shade, I'm just saying
Act like it's a buffet and eat off own plate
Cause it not a when I say you fab
You just a F-A-B with your fake ass,

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
of the gossip?
Think you had
worry about 'em, middle fingers up to these...

Fake ass
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
they words and they actions blur
And they know different
No time for these fake ass

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...
With bitch ass...