[Intro: Hoegss]
Oh, shit
We can FaceTime

[Chorus: Hoegss & Ian Hartwell]
We gon' take it to the moon, no
We gon' keep this in my room, no
We gon' take it to the moon, no
'Cause you know I fuck with you
You my baby, you my boo
We gon' take it to the moon, no
We gon' keep this in my room, no
We gon' take it to the moon, no
'Cause you know I fuck with you
You my baby, you my boo

[Verse 1: Hoegss]
Young kid, grew up in I.E
Wardrobe look like I'm working at the M.I.B
Black on white
Porzingis but I don't got height
I was tryna shoot my shot but had my aims off sight
But, aye
Baby girl I need that body
And if you're down we could kick it like karate
Make our own waves like it's a tsunami
Been clean with my hooks on my Muhammad Ali

[Bridge: Hoegss]
Yeah, but you can really call me though, like
But my phone's out of service so...

[Youngster Chuck]
Aye! Give me the headphones, boy!
We in the studio
Somebody hold my Sriracha and my sweet tea
I'm 'bout to go in
Yeah, uh, yeah

[Verse 2: Youngster Chuck]
I don’t play games, they never end
She play with my phone, that’s words with friends
We never start, we just begin
Used to hit the gym, now I just flex
Now I do what I want but only if mama says yes
Let down your hair girl, mother knows best
I get in the ribs like a baby back
I found him dumb & dead
That’s real baby facts, yeah

[Chorus: Hoegss & Ian Hartwell]
We gon' take it to the moon, no
We gon' keep this in my room, no
We gon' take it to the moon, no
'Cause you know I fuck with you
You my baby, you my boo
We gon' take it to the moon, no
We gon' keep this in my room, no
We gon' take it to the moon, no
'Cause you know I fuck with you
You my baby, you my boo

[Hook: Youngster Chuck]
We gon’ keep this in my room
Take a minute chill with me at my place
We could take it to the moon
I don’t mind taking you outer space with me
We gon’ keep this in my room
Take a minute chill with me at my place
We could take it to the moon
I don’t mind taking you outer space with me

[Guitar Solo: Duncan Hartwell]

[Bridge: Youngster Chuck]
Moonlight, yeah
Shawty by the poolside, yeah
Girl, I'm just
Tryna get it on tonight, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Hoegss]
So, we could take it fast
So, we could take it slowly
You could bring your friends
And I could bring my homies
And I could bring my homies, no

[Chorus: Hoegss & Ian Hartwell]
We gon' take it to the moon, no
We gon' keep this in my room, no
We gon' take it to the moon, no
'Cause you know I fuck with you
You my baby, you my boo
We gon' take it to the moon, no
We gon' keep this in my room, no
We gon' take it to the moon, no
'Cause you know I fuck with you
You my baby, you my boo
We gon' take it to the moon, no
We gon' keep this in my room, no
We gon' take it to the moon, no
'Cause you know I fuck with you
You my baby, you my boo

[Outro: Youngster Chuck]
That's actually perfect
That's a long ass piss, what?

[Hoegss]
Bro, how?
My man got two bladders, I mean three...
Gallbladder

[Youngster Chuck]
He's pissing a whole swimming pool, boss

[Hoegss]
No, he's for sure pulli-pouring a cup in there
I promise

[Youngster Chuck]
There's no way

[Ian Hartwell]
Huh?

[Hoegss]
There's no way you're really pissing that long

[Ian Hartwell]
Oh, this isn't even that long of a piss, my guy
I swear I had to pi-