Harry Potter (K%## Fantano) lyrics

[Intro]
F-F-F-Fony Wallace
CXLEB

[Verse 1]
Fantano, you a fag
Make me wanna go Rambo and train Sambo and let my hands go
I'm in a Lambo (Pewm), with Dominique Boxley, don't speak (Shh)
I can hear your damn voice with the video on mute
It makes me wanna shoot
Peter Pettigrew lookin' goof
Put a couple hexes on you like, poof
Wife-ium divorce-io, oops, my bad, Fantano, that sucks dude
She cooks food, for me now
Got your ex locked up like penal
Meow (Meow), suckin' my penile
Suckin' my di*k's her hobby
Got Dominique locked up like Dobby (Dobby)
I got your b*tch doing dishes, she thinks I am di*kalicious
Put hеr at the very bottom of my list of b*tches
Aftеr I tapped that gash and gave her 30 stitches
'Cause it hurts worse than the Killing Curse when I hit from the back
Wingardium Leviosa, make her tits flap like skip skap, you need to quit that, b*tch ass

[Interlude]
That's my queen (b*tch)
I'ma white knight for her after I lay pipe in her
You ain't right for her (You ain't right for her)
[Verse 2]
I'm Harry Potter, Muggle do a backflip
Give 'em fat lips, come with the whack sh*t
Expelliarmus, get clapped quick, I don't even need magic
Hit you in the back of the head with a brick (Pfft)
Sock full of nickels if your name is Tom Riddle
.30-30 Winchester for Cal Chuchesta
Cast Melofors, shoot him in the chest twice, double tap, pump his head
You're better off dead, I get head, I'm getting bread
I'm getting fed, I got cred, I'm seeing red (Red)
I go ape sh*t when I see fake sh*t
Cast Reducto 'cause I wanna break sh*t
With the Firebolt with the big brake kit (Woo)
Broom hex on the Quidditch field, that's the way I break kids (Woo)
I'm a great wiz, like Snape is
But I drink butter beer then I stutter, queer
Fantano, open your damn other ear
Review music, you can't hear (Hey)
Cap and gown, graduated top of your class, school of faggots
Grades don't matter (F-F-F-Fony Wallace)
Stuck at the bottom of Crouch's trunk, and no it ain't no ladder (CXLEB)
So damn lame that it couldn't be sadder
Gray matter, chewing on it
Death eaters, make a platter
Feed it to your Xanax crooning di*ksuckers, tell 'em kill Harry Pattah (F-F-F-Fony Wallace)
Ain't happenin', Fantano, you f*ckin' bum (CXLEB)
I cast Repello Muggletum
Of my treacle tart you will not get a crumb
I need to get a gun
Accio 9 mil (Accio 9 mil), now stand still
Put your hands up, like don't shoot
I think your whole channel's a damn spoof
I wanna shoot Fantano in the roof (Roof)
I wanna shoot Fantano in the poop (Poop)
Puttin' him in the dirt, make his knees hurt
Put him on a t-shirt, go to bed with no dessert
I'm a killing machine, killing Mr. Clean
Voldemort, Fantano, same thing, no escaping
Patrick with the Gun Kata, I'm the don dada
Darth Vader in the Trump tower
Yes I gotta, kill Fantano, I'm Harry Potter
[Outro]
Kill Fantano
Kill Fantano
Kill Fantano
Kill Fantano
I'm Harry Potter