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shoreline mafia - spaceship lyrics

[chorus: ketchy the great]
she just wanna give me face in my sp-ceship
i just want to pour an eight in my sp-ceship
forty bang with a k in my sp-ceship
off the perky, i’m high in my sp-ceship
trap out the sp-ceship, clap out the sp-ceship
riding ’round town with a mask and a sp-ceship
plastic and links, get a bag out the sp-ceship
i’m off the sh-t, do the dash in the sp-ceship

[verse 1: fenix]
no nickelodeon, my n-gg-s on some slime sh-t
i be sippin’ juice, gettin’ money out a dime b-tch
she wanna spend more time but i ain’t really got the time b-tch
my n-gg-s on some other sh-t, my n-gg-s really timeless
bye b-tch, i’m gone, sippin’ juice in the sp-ceship
beat the brakes off your b-tch, i think that p-ssy need some maintenance
stone, island, i got these b-tches wildin’
glock on my hip if these n-gg-s with the trying

[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
i’m pouring eights to the face in the sp-ceship
swerving and swerving, i’m switching lanes in the sp-ceship
got your b-tch give me face in the sp-ceship
runnin’ from twelve, doin’ the race in the sp-ceship
i don’t think you want to race with the sp-ceship
v8 coupe, you know that’s high on the maintenance
vv’s, they bling bling, n-gg- this not no play with sh-t
f-ck all that pump fake flexing, you gotta stay with strip

[verse 3: ohgeesy]
i’m with the plug, so you know it’s money convos
nine on my back like i’m rondo, b-tch get out the condo
d-ck on your tonsils
in the whip with a stick middle of the console
in the sp-ceship, goin’ apesh-t
camouflage to the toe, i be on my bape sh-t
get rid of a ho, i don’t ever really say sh-t
n-gg-s know the business, i ain’t even have to say sh-t

[verse 4: good finesse]
good finesse, i’m in the sp-ceship
chains just dangling and pour got me sw-nging
high off a perk and your b-tch she look basic
and please stay away if you ain’t bringing in the franklins
bro homie janky, but i ain’t franky
snitch -ss n-gg-, got your play took daily
i got your b-tch in the foreign, gettin’ top, never boring
getting money every day while you n-gg-s sleepin’, snorin’

[verse 5: rob vicious]
n-gg-s trackin’ when i pull up in that sp-ceship
pull the trigger, fire spit and make the k lift
shoot a n-gg- in his -ss, tryna take sh-t
b-tch i know i ain’t sh-t, it ain’t a b-tch i can’t d-ck
n-gg-s heatin’, let me know
i ain’t worried ’bout a n-gg-, chopper sittin’ on the floor
talkin’ all that sh-t and now he flippin’ like a ho
playin’ like a b-tch don’t get you sh-t but exposed

[verse 6: young bull]
young bull, b-tch i’m slidin’ in the sp-ceship
mustang coupe, and i keep a couple franks b-tch
ten piece on me, and i’m sliding with a freak b-tch
she gon’ door knock, she gon’ feet bleed
she gon’ run up a check from a stincy
shoot a n-gg- out the sp-ceship if he tweakin’
did the dash on twelve, now i’m creepin’
young bull b-tch, stinc team too greedy

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