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young thug - spaceships lyrics

[intro]
(atl jacob, atl jacob)

[pre+chorus: trippie redd]
baby, you can quit calling my phone (whoa)
ain’t no more loving back home (whoa)
leave a f+cking message at the dial tone (tone)
yeah, yeah

[chorus: trippie redd]
i swear i don’t feel her (feel)
it can get real here (real)
being trapped around here (yeah)
being trapped around here

[verse 1: trippie redd]
i just flew two b+tches from overseas
they both from portugal, they both portuguese
told ’em behold the presence of a king
shе 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 sh+t on lock, baby, like quarantine

[refrain: trippie redd]
hold up, wait, i’m just chilling with your main b+tch, yeah
i know that i’m the goat and i’m the greatest, yeah
i don’t gotta write or gotta say sh+t, yeah
i’m the one who shot up in the sp+ceship, 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

[verse 2: young thug]
africa bungee jumpin’ off a thin rope
you can be my girl, but in public, it’s kinfold
can’t get in my feelings ’bout sh+t and that’s how it go
half a million, upgrade your closet from kenneth cole
keep it real, i wanna have some s+x 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
’cause 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 [?] high, high
and if i’m not with you, i can’t get a high, high

[pre+chorus: young thug]
baby, you can quit calling my phone (my phone)
ain’t no more loving back home
leave a f+cking message at the dial tone
yeah, yeah

[chorus: young thug]
i swear i don’t feel her (feel)
it can get real here (real)
being trapped around here (yeah)
being trapped around here

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