Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

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

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

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

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 these ass bitches

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

I down 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 believed in your for a hot
Good as a friend in the
but you had to go ghost, leave me

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

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

You can go on the bandwagon
You yell money with lame ass friends
Go ahead and on the bandwagon
you fake 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 cause I'm all the way gone
I got both middle all the way up
If a broads, id on't give two fucks
If I say something, my moves'll it
You be running mouth
And it don't match actions
And I ain't throwing shade, I'm just
Act it's a buffet and eat off your own plate
it not a compliment when I say you fab
You just a F-A-B with fake ass, bitch

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

ass bitches
When smile in your face,
But behind you it ain't wishes
they eatifg 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 your lame ass friends
Go ahead and on the bandwagon
With you fake ass

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