[Verse 1: Boomer (Freshy Kanal)]
(Yeah!) Yo, back up, Squiddy! Your dick-shaped head is gonna be leaking
I’ll splatter a couple colors everywhere; so here’s an Inkling
I'm even wavy when I break in half
I'm out-taking lives. Bloopers getting cut because he just makes me laugh
Boom-bap blasting in your face when im speaking shit
Blow chunks, and then you'll just see green if you peep me Creeping in
Bile emanating. Spreading sauce; this calamari is dead
By eliminating this Sharpie, I'll kick him out the party again
Rip off your arms, no Sunshine at all
What kinda underwater creature gets killed by a fireball
You're wack on a track, I hope you heard what I mean
The shit I vomit covers more than a third of the screen

[Verse 2: Blooper (EddieFRB)]
This ain't a drive-by. Your ass would just stress the kart
Plus, I'd be better off rapping against a jar
Waddle up and die in one shot. And best of all?
You look like King Bob-Omb with high cholesterol
Think about it, you're only useful in surprise attacks
But I can see your chonky ass from a mile back
I go *splat* in your fat face, better think fast
Your girl rides me like a surfboard then empties my ink sac
I lightly shove you off? You’re not a threat to me
To do damage? Bring in a horde of enemies
I don't care if it ain't cool
If I wanted a boomer too slow to make shit, I'd go battle Gabe Newell