Facade lyrics

Bad b*tch
Slim waist
Fat ass
Good taste
Plump lips
Is it fake?
That’s a chance I’ll take
For the test I’ll taste her
Heart running wit the help of a pace maker
Cake got pounds like a body building baker
For the nirvana I’mma risk taker
Rule breaker
Cancels out the former, I’m rap’s enslaver
The raps will takeoff
3 Blind mice get the cheese and make off
Lawns in the fall, y’all n*ggas get raked off
Scope to my eye while I’m peering in aloft
b*tch take a hint from yo mink and step soft
Polluting the air str8 to yo lungs u will cough

And that’s a promise, I’m lacking fondness of yo raps bout commas
And the gambit forced upon us
Be honest, heartless corpse leave the scene with deceit, and your astonished
Teeny weeny brains see these n*ggas as prophets
Off your p*ss poor pockets they profit
I should be off it
But I’m stuck in offense
And my mind is constant in a state of haunting
And my fear of failure keeps me from progress
Enemies I’m taunting
And it’s really daunting
But I’m off the flaunting

Bad b*tch
Slim waist
Fat ass
Good taste
Plump lips
Is it fake?
That’s a chance I’ll take

Bad b*tch
Slim waist
Fat ass
Good taste
Plump lips
Is it fake?
That’s a chance I’ll take
That’s a chance I’ll take
That’s a chance I’ll take