murder on his dick

Pancho Alright you boys ready? Alright, yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh Check check check (murder on his dick?) Da j boiz (turn it down a little bit, yeah yeahhh) It's a murder in his bedroom And I'm tryna suck his dick Baby, gonna f*ck me in the ass right now It's JD on the beat and I'm suckin' on his meat Uh huh, uh huh I'm bout to bust And so and so I'm bout to bout to bout to bust Inside his butt (you're up jack) Yeah, hey Bussin in his butt And I'm all on the bed gettin fucked And I'm all on the bed suckin nut And I'm all on the bed, got the dick in my butt Man that shit dumb (uh) Got a- got a shit in my bum Uh, fuckin his thumb (uh) Suckin my thumb (it's paused, it's paused, it's paused) It's okay we'll keep going, f*ck it Googoo gaga, uh Choochoo chacha Soosoo sasa (put it back on-) Armaan and safa (-for Daniel's part, what the f*ck?) Goin hard I'm a retard Whole gang full of retards I'm a drug addict Fentanyl's in my backpack I hope I don't get searched by the principal Cuz there's fentanyl in my backpack Yeah, black tar, black tar, guitar, ahhh yeah Sixty five miles an hour but we're going thirty five Yeah, slow as f*ck Okay, Daniel, take it away Hey, hey, get a little serious here Serious here, oh shit (keep going) (Keep going, keep going) wait What, yeah JD and Jay Irvine Yeah, lookin at a shorty that's so fine Yeah, but she got a little no high, yuh Gettin real real high, yuh Drivin up to DC Yeah you know us (make it gay) What? Yuh Make it gay? Yuh, bass droppin, beat poppin Everybody know it's us ain't stoppin What, aye, drivin up the district Everybody know it's gon be (MAKE IT GAY) Okay, getting gay, real homo- homophobic (Alright, okay sorry) Uh huh, yeah If you think you're gettin away, I'm gonna f*ck your butt I'll take you all the way and just read you smut We'll get all furry shit, yeah Yeah, uh, drivin in the district And I'm suckin on big dicks And I'm suckin on small dicks And I'm playin lots of Fall Guys (uh) I really like tall guys Uh, and I really like gay guys Big hands on my balls Tickle me on the wall And he's boutta fall Yo, trance pants, it really don't matter Gotta be me, you gon be in my bladder what Aye, got a big big dick Wait no I don't but Hold up, gotta, um Gotta stop on the beat Gotta feel the meat in it Uh, yeah, suck that meat what What, yeah If he thinks he's gettin away, I'm gonna f*ck his butt I'll take you all the way, this is the fuckin chorus Don't judge me I'm gonna be gay It's a murder in his bedroom, Saltburn And I'm bout to suck cum Out of the fuckin bath tu- huh- huh hub It's a murder in his bedroom I'm fuckin Sabrina Carpenter's boyfriend, yeah Barry Keoghan f*ck me please Uh, yeah, uh huh