[Intro: Phone-EG]
Yo, yo, yo
You already dun know what it is
Bucket hat on ‘cause I’m a real-ass n***a and being a real-ass n***a, you admit to shit, you nah mean? I’m honest and there’s a lot of shit I rate out here in the Dot, so I’m just 'bout to tell you a couple things I rate, you nah mean? So, I hope you like it, seen?
It's Phone-E

[Hook 1: Phone-EG]
Bucket hats, I rate it
Bad bitches, I rate it
Bustin’ caps, I rate it
Stackin’ riches, I rate it
I rate it, I rate it, I rate it
I rate it, I rate it, I rate it
True Religions, I rate it
Gettin’ dome, I rate it
Runnin’ missions, I rate it
Google Chrome, I rate it
I rate it, I rate it, I rate it
I rate it, I rate it, I rate it

[Verse 1: Phone-EG and Big Squidward]
Fuck a man’s dukes, you know I rate that, dawg
Thief a man’s shoes, you know I rate that, dawg
I take Henny to the face, I don’t chase that, dawg
I see you watering it down, I don’t rate that, dawg (Pussy!)
Man, what’s wrong with them?
If you’re coming to the party, bring all your friends
Because Phone E’s trynna fuck like, right now
See your mans over there, tell him pipe down
‘Cause Phone E’s not trynna knock his lights out
One punch’ll have him sleeping in a night gown
I know you like my Dockers
Let me take you upstairs and put you in backas
If my dick starts to burn like that spicy Sriracha
You can run, you can dip, but my bullets move faster
Leave you and your man flat like linguini pasta
(Ah-lie, cause linguini pasta's flat, eh?)
Truss me! Even the bwoy dem will have to rate that, dawgy

[Hook 2: Phone-EG]
Bucket hats, I rate it
Bad bitches, I rate it
Bustin’ caps, I rate it
Stackin’ riches, I rate it
I rate it, I rate it, I rate it
I rate it, I rate it, I rate it
(Cause like, like, when you're stackin' money, like, I rate that, you nah mean? It's a real big mon ting. Bucket hats, it's a big mon ting. Bad bitches, big mon ting. Rate that, dawgs)
True Religions, I rate it
Gettin’ dome, I rate it
Runnin’ missions, I rate it
Google Chrome, I rate it
I rate it, I rate it, I rate it
(I don't really fuck with Safari, you nah mean? So Google Chrome, I rate that, that's a big mon ting. Safari, too many pop-ups. Seen? Google Chrome, you're a big mon.)
[Verse 2: Pryde]
MELONMOB, Fruity Gang
Bad bitches, sandwiches, clam dishes, I rate that
One bar, five hundred dollars, each verse costs eight stacks
Block heavy, got eight shots
Put eight bullets to the wasteman
Look onto my belt loop, my gun stay darker than a spray tan
New zebra, I cop that, new Nina, I cock that
Two-litre, I pop that, poppin’ me, I pop back
Bad bitches, I must have it
Your bitch got moustaches
My bitch got her eyebrows on fleek
Your bitch got her eyebrows all cheap
Fucking your bitch to some new Tyrese
I got green, so she blew my D
Watching Jagged Edge on my new TV
Her brain C-grade and her boobs DD
True Religion on my denim, True Religion on my tee
If my girl don’t rock Truey, she ain’t B-A-E
With my Nubian queen, massaging her feet
You know all my soldiers don’t fake that
Lovin’ in her, nutted in her, now she may be pregnant
But she bad anyway, I rate that

[Hook 3: Phone-EG]
Bucket hats, I rate it
Bad bitches, I rate it
Bustin’ caps, I rate it
Stackin’ riches, I rate it
I rate it, I rate it, I rate it
I rate it, I rate it, I rate it
True Religions, I rate it
Gettin’ dome, I rate it
Runnin’ missions, I rate it
Google Chrome, I rate it
I rate it, I rate it, I rate it