Phone-E's Revenge

Niggas asking where Phone-E's at eh?

I heard niggas beakin to my tings eh?

Sayin Phone-E's this and phones that

Phone-E's dick is wuom wuom

niggas sayin phones not out here with the burners

are you fuckin blem dawg?

 

Bucket hat on cause im a real ass nigga

slang the rock on the block, no im not Jigga

beakin out my name make Phone-e squeeze triggas

bazooka at your door, phone-e beats i deliver

break inside the crib, 60 bullets to the liver

turn your body inside out, like you playing for the clippers

Phone-e got gats, what you talkin bout

like an orthodontist, tell you open up your mouth

now i bet the burners bitter like guiness, extra stout

leave you layin like a fat bitch watchin TV on the couch

I got this one gun, so fuckin big

stand too close ill spark up barbeque your ribs

Got this next one, recoil so strong

shoot it in Toronto end up in Hong Kong

When the dezzie burp, and dont say excuse me

one fuckin' bullet turn godzilla into sushi

 

Ayo when Phone-e ride out, niggas hide out

Phone-e slide out the burner scope you niggas out like tryouts

then hit you with the burner, same shit you lied bout

make your momma cry bout you gettin punished

permanent timeout

ayo Phone-e gets grungy, my grandma don't love me

I'll scrap a crocodile call me Phone-eg dundie

come true like a stepdad and take away your sons weed

trust me

you don't want the beef with the eg when niggas start

singin pointin fingers like they're ET

buss you in the head, yes the aim is greezy believe me

wipe up your blood with a squeegee, ill make it look easy

the piece dont please me

especially when the burners in the glove box yellin squeeze me

 

(THANKS WASTEMON)