Baby, you can quit callin my phone 
Aint no more lovin back home 
Leave a fuckin message at the dial tone 
Yeah, yeah
I swear I dont feel here 
It can get real weird 
Bein trapped in your own head 
Bein trapped in your own head
I just flew two bitches in from overseas 
They both from Portugal, they both Portuguese 
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 
We got this shit on lock, baby, like quarantine
Hold on, wait, Im just chillin with your main bitch, yeah
I know Im the G.O.A.T. and Im the greatest, yeah
I dont gotta brag, dont gotta say shit, yeah 
I know I look sad up in a spaceship, yeah 
Thats because my mind, it be racin, yeah
Thats because my mind, it be racin, yeah
Thats because my mind, it be racin, yeah
Thats because my mind, it be racin, yeah
Thats because my mind, it be racin, yeah
Africa, bungee jumpin off of a thin rope, uh
You could be my girl, but in public, its kinfolk
Cant get in my feelings bout shit and thats 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, youve been rockin Rollies
Pateks and plain jane APs and rose gold
She say, I cant wait to leave here with you if you die
I dont wanna be nowhere near when you cry
Keep it real, I bought you a ring last night
But I dont want you thinkin that you was a wife
Im not here to cap, hit a key, baby, high, high
Throw away your car, got a new one to ride, ride
Know when Im with you, she cant even get a hi, hi
And if Im not with you, I cant get a hi, hi
Baby, you can quit callin my phone
Aint no more lovin back home
Leave a fuckin message at the dial tone
Yeah, yeah
I swear I dont feel here 
It can get real weird 
Bein trapped in your own head 
Bein trapped in your own head