Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

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

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

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

ass bitches
When they smile in face,
But behind you it ain't well
When eating all the food off your plate
And they 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 money with your ass friends
Go and jump on the bandwagon
With you ass bitches

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

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

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

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

You not my BFF, you not my
You a ass bitch just like the resty
I was all the way down, you was all the way
Now you tryna come back I'm all the way gone
I got both fingers all the way up
If a fraud broads, id on't give two
If I say something, my moves'll it
You be your mouth
And it don't match your
And I ain't throwing shade, I'm just
Act like a buffet 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 hand for the 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
Don't worry 'em, middle fingers up to these...

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