[Chorus: Eisley]
You know I want you, you know I will fight
Down in the trenches, holding your hand tight
I will not make it out without with you
I'll bite the bullet, I'll fall right through you
You know I want you, you know I will fight
Down in the trenches, holding your hand tight
I will not make it out without with you
I'll bite the bullet, I'll fall right through you
[Verse: YTD]
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yeah, I'm smoking dope, uh
In my room
Bitch laying cute, Imma serve it on her boob
Yeah I'm feeling weak
I feel depressed
Imma pop that pussy till the mother fucker red
I don't give a fuck
I'm on the moon
I be sippin so slow that I fill my tomb
I be in my room
Smoking blue
Chillin on a spaceship, flying to the moon
Yeah I'm flying to the moon
Oh shit
Imma pop that pussy like a motha fuckin zit
Fuckin on your broad, and yo sis
Imma fuck your momma in the back of my ship
In the back of my ship
Yuh, I'm on the moon
Chillin in my room smoking on that fucking boof
Yeah, I'm chillin on the moon
With yo boo aye
With yo, uh, yuh
With yo boo aye, yuh
[Chorus: Eisley]
You know I want you, you know I will fight
Down in the trenches, holding your hand tight