Moon & Stars $NOT (Ft. Maggie Lindemann)

[Intro: $NOT]
(Yung Castor)
Ayy, bitch, I'll take you to the fuckin' (Ayy, uh)
I'll take you to the fuckin' moon and stars
You feel me? (Yeah)
Hahaha (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: $NOT]
Okay, I hop up in my coupe, yeah (Wassup?)
Wassup? Do you wanna go far with me? (With me)
Hold my hand, I ain't really goin' far (Uh-uh)
Bitch, I'll take you to the moon and the stars (And the stars)
'Kay, I hop up in my coupe, yeah (Wassup?)
Wassup? Do you wanna go far with me? (With me)
Hold my hand, I ain't really goin' far (Uh-uh)
Bitch, I'll take you to the moon and the stars (And the stars)

[Interlude: $NOT]
Ayy, I ain't really wanna do it now, ayy
I see my name in the back (Yeah), ayy
I see my name in the back, yeah, ayy

[Verse 1: $NOT]
I see my name in the back, now I'm in the fuckin' front (Haha)
Two-door coupe foreign, no roof, with a blunt (Yeah)
Just me and my bitch and we 'bout to make a wish (Ayy)
All-star, no rim, bitch, we go for the swish (Swish)
I can take you to the moon, you can see the fuckin' stars (Yeah)
You the fix to my drugs, I ain't talkin' 'bout no love (Nah)
What the fuck, nigga? What's wrong with me?
End my life, I just don't wanna bleed