Spaceships (feat. Young Thug)

Spaceships (feat. Young Thug)

(Atl jacob, atl jacob)

Baby, you can quit calling my phone (phone)
Ain't no more loving back home (home)
Leave a fucking message at the dial tone (tone)
Yeah, yeah

I swear I don't feel hate (feel)
It can get real here (real)
Being trapped in your own head (yeah)
Being trapped in your own head (I'm trapped in my head)

I just flew two bitches in from overseas (oh)
They both from Portugal, they both portuguese (oh)
Told 'em behold the presеnce of a king
She gon' bow down and get right on her knees
Got a brick on my neck and my wrist a quarter key
We aimin' up for the neck, you best move accordingly (bah)
We got this shit on lock, baby, like quarantine
Hold up, wait, I'm just chilling with your main bitch, yeah
I know that I'm the goat and I'm the greatest, yeah
I don't gotta write or gotta say shit, yeah
I'm the one who shot up in the spaceship, yeah
That's because my mind, it be racin', yeah

That's because my mind, it be racin', yeah
That's because my mind, it be racin', yeah
That's because my mind, it be racin', yeah
That's because my mind, it be racin', yeah

Africa bungee jumpin' off a thin rope, uh
You can be my girl, but in public, it's kinfolk
Can't get in my feelings 'bout shit and that's how it go
Half a million, upgrade your closet from kenneth cole
Keep it real, I wanna have some sex on a boat
Pushin' it inside you until you say, ayo
Ever since I called you my girl, you've been rock-and-roll
It's pateks and plain jane ap's and rose gold

She say: I can't wait to leave here with you if you die
I don't wanna be nowhere near when you cry
Keep it real, I bought you a ring last night
But I don't want you thinkin' that you are the wife
I'm not here to cap, here the key, baby high, high
Throw away your car, got a new one to ride, ride
Know when I'm with you she can't even get high, high
And if I'm not with you, I can't get a high, high

Baby, you can quit calling my phone
Ain't no more lovin' back home
Leave a fucking message at the dial tone
Yeah, yeah

I swear I don't feel hate (feel)
It can get real here (real)
Being trapped your own head (yeah)
Being trapped your own head (I'm trapped in my head)