Three Muskaqueers

[Chorus]
Three muskaqueers and we hoppin' out the car
Hot gay summer, we got broken hearts
Coffee in hand, we speedwalkin' far
Baddest bitches ever, can't tell us apart

[Verse 1]
Pull up to the function
With a bussy that is bussin'
Young and cussin'
Bumpin' Cupquake, no muffin
Spent middle school all in the closet
Got depression for not being honest
Got high standards from all the fanfic
Came outta the closet, finna do some damage
Whole friend group out, now we running rampant
And none of our asses are looking flatter than a pancake
No good at math but that one bestie who's a genius
Can't run for shit but we're quick on our feet and
Dancе to Gaga and Diana Ross
And shout-out to Martha for throwing bricks at them cops
Or was it Silvia Rivera? Pleasе excuse my arrogance
Without activists we wouldn't be apparent
We got daddy issues 'cause we don't like our parents
And we use our larynx like Neil Patrick Harris

[Pre-Chorus]
Full of extensional fear and we're already here
Get the fuck out the way for the three muskaqueers

[Chorus]
Three muskaqueers and we hoppin' out the car
Hot gay summer, we got broken hearts
Coffee in hand, we speedwalkin' far
Baddest bitches ever, can't tell us apart

[Post-Chorus]
Spin around, the talent's real near
Two steps, throw it back, shout for the people in the rear

[Verse 2]
Disco-dancing and read that Oscar Wilde
Thanks to Obama we can pick out nice kitchen tile and
It don't take a friend of Dorothy to love Princess Diana
But it's different with Freddie Mercury on the piano
Elton John, we stan our icons
Periodt, sis, let's go watch some RuPaul
Troy Perry mixes LGBT and Jesus
But people gon' hate for no fuckin' reason
Young queers cry while watchin' Tyler Oakley
And old gays feel pain to mention David Bowie
Harvey Milk, Miss America, and Whitney Houston
We will survive 'cause society's improvin'
Harry Styles and cartoons put us in denial
Harley Quinn, Wonder Woman
Harry Potter, Percy Jackson
Escapade finna slay, we demanding action
"Boys Will Be Boys" Miles McKenna on his queen shit
And RIP to Matt Shepard and Brandon Teena
Don't rain on the parade, 'cause we fought to stay
We're not all alike but we're proud to be gay

[Chorus]
Three muskaqueers and we hoppin' out the car
Hot gay summer, we got broken hearts
Coffee in hand, we speedwalkin' far
Baddest bitches ever, can't tell us apart