Fairly Glock Parents (feat. Bfg Naz)

Open the pack, I feel like Chris how I got slapped
Making wishes on the beat, cosmo granted that

And Vicky crazy in this bitch, I finna handle that
And mom and dad, always leaving, I'm like wassup with that

I'm getting crazy on the beat, yeah I feel like Crocker
Pink and green pencil stashed away, up in my locker

This bitch keep asking bout the time, I'm finna clock her
I gave her dick, she left her body, she need a doctor

Ja is a average kid
That no one understands
Mom and Dad and Bitches
Always giving him commands (stupid, twerp!)
Doom and gloom up in his room
Is broken instantly
By his magic little glick who grant every wish
'Cause in reality, YOUR DONE!

I got dawgs, that will bark with that sparky
Driving cars that got push start don't need no car key

Since when jits, ghost riding bikes feeling like I'm Johnny
Yeah, I stayed in the woods but my name ain't even Connie

Obtuse, rubber goose, green moose, guava juice
Giant snake, birthday cake, large fries, choclate, hold on uh!

Obtuse, rubber goose, green moose, sipping juice
Purple drink, birthday cake, ass fat make is shake

AHHH FUCK!
Finna crossover just like jimmy, i'on wear no jimmys
Hard head just like Timmy, we'll leave you shitty

Wanda I wish this bitch had big titty
Cosmo I need a shotty, not no fucking semi

Wanda my Glock need it's tiddys' done
Cosmo be a beam tryna hit me some

Cosmo and Wanda tryna make these niggas poof
Got me feeling evil in this bitch, I'm thinking I'm foop

Ja is a average kid
That no one understands
Mom and Dad and Bitches
Always giving him commands (stupid, twerp!)
Doom and gloom up in his room
Is broken instantly
By his magic little glick (gra gra) who grant every wish
'Cause in reality, YOUR DONE!

Stupid twerp!

Yeah, ite on the dead locs
FAIRY GOD PARENTS!



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Writer(s): Big O
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