Spaceships

[Intro: Young Scooter]

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]

Baby, you can quit callin' my phone (Phone)

Ain't no more lovin' back home (Home)

Leave a fuckin' message at the dial tone (Tone)

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

I swear I don't feel here (Feel)

It can get real weird (Real)

Bein' trapped in your own head (Yeah)

Bein' trapped in your own head

(Yeah, I'm trapped in my head)

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]

I just flew two bitches in from overseas (Oh)

They both from Portugal, they both Portuguese (Oh)

Told her behold the prеsence 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' above the neck, you best move accordingly (Bah)

We got this shit on lock, baby, like quarantine

Hold on, wait, I'm just chillin' with your main bitch, yeah

I know I'm the GOAT and I'm the greatest, yeah

I don't gotta brag, don't gotta say shit, yeah (Uh)

I know I look sad up in a spaceship, yeah (Uh)

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

[Bridge: Trippie Redd]

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 of a thin rope, uh

You could 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, "Ayy, oh"

Ever since I called you my girl, you've been rockin' Rollies

Pateks and plain jane APs 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 was a wife

I'm not here to cap, hit a 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 a hi, hi

And if I'm not with you, I can't get a hi, hi

[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]

Baby, you can quit callin' my phone

Ain't no more lovin' back home

Leave a fuckin' message at the dial tone

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug & Trippie Redd]

I swear I don't feel here (Feel)

It can get real weird (Real)

Bein' trapped in your own head (Yeah)

Bein' trapped in your own head

(Yeah, I'm trapped in my head)