Baby I could give you the Moon
You know he can't do what I do
Yeah, It's true
Girl, I think I'm dying real soon
We could die in my room
Me and you

Baby, I could give you the Moon
You know he can't do what I do
Yeah, It's true
Girl, I think I'm dying real soon
We could die in my room
Me and you

I'ma keep you in mind
While I drive right by
Say goodbye to the nice guy
I'm wasting my time

Giving you rhymes
You gotta give me a dime
Before I do that again
And I ain't trippin' I'm high

In the trunk of the Benz
Is where my women reside
Where my women will die
I ain't got no friends

And I don't listen to y'all
I'm equipped for the fall
And the winter and all
When the summer come

I'ma have enough to get the fuck out
I could buy a truck and
Drive that motherfuckin' truck out (skrr)
Tryin' to buy luck
If you don't die that means you lucked out

I ain't tryna fuck
I see the Moon and bug the fuck out