[Verse 1]
I dropped this mix tape took the world by surprise
The 6 has talent p**y open up your eyes
(I Bump your sh** fam) Liars in disguise
You ever been to hell n***a welcome to my life
Bucket hat on cause I'm a -- stop the flow man
Phone-EG known to blow mans, Phone-EG known to smoke mans
Phone-EG known to grab the burner stick it down his throat fam
Leave his body at his Momma's door all alone man
Damn its Mr. Bucket Hat, Mr. Don't Pack The gat
Mr. Get his chain snatched and don't do nothing back
Mr. caught the bug when he f**ed the ting bareback
Mr. f** that
Why would you even come try Phone-EG do you wanna die
Homie when the bullets fly mandem hit you from the sky
And mandem thought Phone-E wasn't bout it
Now the doctor's pulling bullet fragments out his pelvis
I aim for his dome but then i shot low
My gun is too heavy, I call it Dumbo
Oh no, Kimbo couldn't hold Phone-EG's chrome
He has a better chance taking Arthur's sword from the stone
You n***a's thinking it's a game let's play
Real life Duck Hunt with your mom and your bae
You n***as like Mario without the shrooms
Phone-EG's like Bowser greasing Peach in the room
Now what you gonna do when Phone-EG's heading to your space
Your heart race, you say grace, and your start to brace
My gun is like your boss when your asking for a raise
Intimidated when this guy's in your face
[Verse 2]
f** these waste cyatties, dash em all away
Get a little money and they're all up in your face
Get a few followers, they're all up in your base
Get a couple likes and they all start to chase
Phone-EG spitting facts now most these b**hes Crony
b**h your p**y smell like cheese,eggs and salami
I met this one slu got her wavy like tsunami
Slide her draws off, p**y looser then pastrami
Mami, you should understand who your f**ing with
Phone-Eg not the one to be set up like a drumming set
This dutty b**h tried to get Phone-EG drunk, Oh wow
(Shoot it in Toronto end up in Hong Kong)
Let's just say I'm in Hong Kong for now
I could start setting these tings up with ease
Me I'm talking bout can I get a photo shoot please
The b**h come through, the b**h on her knees
The burner is the camera now can you say cheese
Now this is why you really shouldn't f** around with Phone-E
Phone-E got the tools too leave your body floppy like bologna
Holy moly, Phone-EG now your momma's extra lonely
Solely for the fact that only holy man can hold me
Holy Phone-EG, he's not playing games
I am a Hummer b**h stay in your lane
I am Billy Bishop you are nothing but a plane
You are a roach I'm a bottle of that raid
You are a puppy and I am a Great Dane
The burner is my rabbit and I am David Blaine
Now run forest run I'll give a head start my bullets Michael Johnson
One of my smallest clips will leave King Kong stunned
Imagine what will happen if i shoot the big one
They say all Phone-EG raps about is his guns
To those people I say 3,2,1