These hoes talkin' to me I don't listen I don't fuck with fake bitches like the Simpsons Bitch I got the juice you sinkin' while I'm swimmin' Rockstar lifestyle on these bitches like the Simmons Watch me whip it up, Iced Out now he cook it up Got the drugs on us, all my bitches pour it up Got the gas in the blunt I'm never stressin' Fuck school I don't wanna learn no lesson Got the drugs up in my hand, I can't even stand Bitches geekin' off the xan, I treat 'em like a fan I'm in the kitchen whippin', cookin', like it's my religion These bitches itchin', wanna be me cus I got the vision I don't really like a hoe that follow me around Don't pass that shit you puffin', it dont make a sound You bitches fakin', wanna be me, you don't know your place Backwoods to the face, I tell 'em give me space Voodoo child, but I'm puffin' on that purple haze All these bitches hate 'cause I'm whippin' up the cake SpiceGurl so fresh from head to toe I bring the fire to the kitchen like the stove All black, sippin' purple like I'm Raven Smokin' gas to the face I'm at my station Sippin' lean I need a break I need vacation Mask on you can't kill me like I'm Jason You can't kill me bitch 'cause I'm already dead Eyes red stayin' low duckin' feds If you fakin' drop dead like Fred Life short nails long like death You ain't very rare you can get replaced quick I be doin' all the things you still debatin' I'm the wicked witch, I'm lurkin' in yo basement Doin' spells, castin' curses like I'm Satan So much water in my cup I wanna drown Bitch I'm lost, backwoods I can't be found High as fuck, but I'm lurkin' underground I'm rollin up a blunt and then I'm outta town I made the wave that you surf you so hurt I'm so geeked up I'm so crazy you a nerd You don't like my music now you wanna work Yo bitch came in third but I just came in first These hoes talkin' to me I don't listen I don't fuck with fake bitches like the Simpsons Bitch I got the juice you sinkin' while I'm swimmin' Rockstar lifestyle on these bitches like the Simmons Watch me whip it up, Iced Out now he cook it up Got the drugs on us, all my bitches pour it up Got the gas in the blunt I'm never stressin' Fuck school I don't wanna learn no lesson