Pokémon
​blammo is fat // gangster funeral
[Part I: blammo is fat]

[Intro: AI Generated MoistCritikal & lil cattocks]
Hey, guys, MoistCritikal here
Today, we're gonna be talking about how much weight BLAMMO gained these past couple days
He ate two hundred Hot Pockets this week
Making him the fattest person in recorded history
Yeah, my name is lil cattocks
I make five billion every track
You know how it be
[?]

[Verse: lil cattocks]
Ayy, I was chillin' in the studi', then BLAMMO came in
All of the sudden, it smelled like a trash bin
He was too big for the door frame, now I gotta buy a new door frame
BLAMMO is so fat that it makes him lame
With the girls, he got no game
With Nikocado Avacado, he has a lotta game, uh
BLAMMO was eatin' too many Cheetos, and the fat went all to his thighs
BLAMMO went to Five Guys, and got an order of two large fries
He keeps denyin' that he's racist, that's lies
I know he is into guys
Not that there's anything wrong with that
I'ma hit BLAMMO with a bat
BLAMMO looks like a rat
BLAMMO looks like a cat (Which means he's hot)
BLAMMO wants the cheese 'cause he is a rat that is fat
And he does not have that, ayy, ayy, yuh, lemme flow real quick
BLAMMO is fat like the rat that ate the cat
With the bat, rat-a-tat-tat, uh, yuh

[Interlude: Realistic Fish Head, lil doggit$ & lil cattocks]
Breaking news, a three-thousand pound ugly, fat, giant monster has appeared in Bikini Bottom as of lately
His name is known as "BLAMMO," and he is recorded to be the most fattest man in this entire universe
So, please lock your doors and shelter yourself
One hour later
Uh, hey, lil cattocks, I finally made it to the studio
Uh, wait (Grr, I need my Hot Pockets), what's that? No, no, no (Give me my Hot Pockets), BLAMMO
No, you don't have to do this (Give me my Hot Pockets), no
(This Hot Pocket tastes so good, oh, give me that Hot Pocket)
(Oh)

[Part II: gangster funeral]

[Verse 1: SpongeOpp, lil cattocks & lil frogfeet]
[?]

[Bridge: Squidwock]
Hold up, hold up, SpongeBob
Get the frick out the way, let me cook real quick
Uh, ayy, gang-gang
I hate lil doggit$
Gang-gang to all my opps
JK, you're not gang-gang
Ayy, let's go
[Verse 2: Squidwock]
Yeah, I'ma shoot lil doggit$ with a gun
Ayy, ayy, 'cause he is actually no fun
I'ma kill 'em with the billin', Dylan, millin', Simba, gimmie lemon
Gimmie Dimba, yeah
I'm flowin' and goin', I'm mowin' and towin'
You know me, I'm blowin' and woahin'
Ayy, when I see lil doggit$, I know he's an opp
He prolly works for a single motherfrickin' cop
He prolly doesn't know how to swap
Ayy, I'm eating pizza without lil doggit$
[?] of my life
I know lil doggit$ does not have a motherfre-e-e-eakin' wife
You know I go crazy on the beat
No, I do not wanna see yo' feet
You know I'm the best, you know that is no lies
You know—, purple-hazed tides
BLAMMO may be fat, but lil doggit$ is prolly even fatter
He probably eats all the cake batter
He probably doesn't know how to rack-a-tatter-tatter
I don't know what that means, but I'm sure it's fire
I don't know why, but this situation is dire
'Cause I'm rapping about a dead person in a funeral, ayy
Yuh, Squidward is the best
He eat wall, test, best, chest, okay
[Outro: Squidwock & Realistic Fish Head]
I should cut this point
Yah, yo
Tune in next time to see what happens next
Will lil doggit$ come back from the dead and make a diss on Squidward?
Or will lil doggit$ just stay dead?
Come back next time to find out