Fairly Odd lyrics

[Intro: Zay Ø, Nickelodeon Choir & Vicky]
Timmy is an average kid
That no one understands
Mom and Dad and Vicky
Always giving him commands (Bed, twerp!)
The doom and gloom up in his room
Is broken instantly
Gang
By his magic little fish who grant his every wish
Grrah, grrah
'Cause in reality, they are his—

[Chorus]
New opp pack and we laughin' and sh*t (Gang)
Freak opp thot, she be dancin' and sh*t (Gang, gang)
Opp in the air and I'm assin' that sh*t
Like, Jimmy Neutron, gotta blast from the whip (Baow-baow-baow-baow)
Teachin' these n*ggas, like, they need to learn (Learn)
b*tch, I'm smokin' ya mans out the urn (Out the urn)
Send shots, shots gon' burn (Gon' burn)
She on my Tim, make her twist up and turn (Grrah-grrah)
Good aim, I'ma knock off his beanie (O sh*t)
Stop tryin', y'all n*ggas can't beat me (Can't beat me)
Stop lyin', you know where you see me (Grrah)
And if you there, you still ain't greet me (Grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah)
You can be filmed, like the news on a TV (On a TV)
And these b*tches gon' think you a genie
Wishin' for head, just hopin' she eat me (Grrah)
Heard what I said (Gang), she movin' too easy (Gang-gang-gang)
[Verse]
Step back, this Jimmy gon' burn 'em (Gon' burn 'em)
Move tact', this Timmy gon' turn 'em (Gon' turn 'em)
Told Kai, "Just wait til' we shirt 'em"
He on the net, tryna act like we heard 'em (Baow-baow-baow)
He on the net, til' we see 'em in person (In person)

[Post-Chorus]
Like, no more typin'
That boy a stain, like no more swipin' (pus*y)
He tried to run but bro just sniped 'em, like (Grrah, grrah-grrah)
Just bought a new grip, and it's on my hip
I ain't takin' pics, like
Shorty jackin' on my drip, give her magic tip (Gang, gang), now she movin' stupid (Gang-gang-gang)
n*ggas chattin', they ain't never do sh*t
Do me wrong, n*gga, I'ma lose it (I'ma lose it)
And I'm different, I don't need to prove it
And I'm different, I don't need to prove sh*t, like (Baow, baow)

[Verse 2]
He got poked, his mans got hit through the coat, the last got hit wit' the Ruger (Grrah)
Try the gang, I'm surrounded by shooters (Baow)
You not gang (Baow), you a f*ckin' intruder (Gang-gang-gang)
Good-ass aim, hit that boy medula (Medula)

[Pre-Chorus]
Like, no more typin'
That boy a stain' like, no more swipin'
He tried to run (Grrah), but bro just sniped 'em, like (Grrah-grrah)
Just bought a new grip (Baow), and it's on my hip (Gang)
I ain't takin' pics, like
Shorty jackin' on my drip, gave her magic tip, now she movin' stupid (Gang-gang-gang)
n*ggas chattin', they ain't never do sh*t (Gang-gang-gang)
Do me wrong, n*gga, I'ma lose it (No cap)
And I'm different, I don't need to prove it
And I'm different, I don't need to prove sh*t, like (At all, gang)
[Chorus]
New opp pack and we laughin' and sh*t
Freak opp thot she be dancin' and sh*t
Opp in the air and I'm assin' that sh*t, like
Jimmy Neutron, gotta blast from the whip (Grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah)
Teachin' these n*ggas like they need to learn (Come learn)
b*tch, I'm smokin' ya mans out the urn (Out the urn)
Send shots, shots gon' burn (Grrah)
She on my Tim (Grrah), make her twist up and turn (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Good aim, I'ma knock off his beanie (Off his beanie)
Stop tryin', y'all n*ggas can't beat me (Can't beat me)
Stop lyin', you know where you see me
And if you there you still ain't greet me
You can get filmed, like the news on a TV (Grrah-grrah)
And these b*tches gon' think you a genie (Grrah-grrah)
Wishin' for head, just hopin' she eat me
Heard what I said, she movin' too easy (Gang-gang-gang)