Like - Blah Loops lyrics

You're like a spaceship sent for me
'Bout to beam me up and take me high away
Lightyears ahead yeah
Can't picture life without you
Like a twelve-piece symphony
Creating melodies all around you love
Lightyears ahead yeah
Simple-minded talk about you but
Blah blah blah is all you hear
Blah blah blah is all you hear
Blah blah blah is all you hear
Blah blah blah

Loops playing
Sweet tooth for your love let's soufflé it
I'm too faded off wine
What's this? Zinfandel?
Nah I'm not seeing double
Nah you just thick as hell
Won't kiss and tell
But I dreamed this on a wishing well
Moments pursuing my life
And yeah I treat you well
Maybe a night in Versailles will
Light up your eyes picnic blankets
Watching fire flowers light up the sky
Intimate as the stroke of a brush
Records spinning, smoking blunts
Discussing plans to shift the
Culture for once
We engaged like we ain't spoken in months
I mean it's heavy how we
Both can't get enough
How we both can get a rush off of touch
Off of touch yeah off of touch
Off of what yeah yeah

You're like a spaceship sent for me
'Bout to beam me up and take me high away
Lightyears ahead yeah
Can't picture life without you
Like a twelve-piece symphony
Creating melodies all around you love
Lightyears ahead yeah
The simple-minded blah loops

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooooh
I told you, ooh, ooh it was co ooh ool
To fall for me baby let it be cause
I ain't the wuh uh-one
People go and co uh-ome so temporary he he
It ends terribly, so just let it be
Hu, hu, hu, hu, hu i told you, hoo, ooh
It was co ooh ool to fall for me
Baby let it be cause i ain't the wuh uh-one
People go and co uh-ome so temporary he he
It ends terribly so boy just be free

Playing in my mind like it's programming
Feel like some '95 type slow jamming
Vintage picture films with the old cameras
Been told I hold manners like an old grandpa
So anti so high you're on standby
Smoke weed and took the redeye
Too jedi she said I
Bring her lots of joy and I
Replied, "I wish that we
Could press rewind"
Sipping red wine on Delta Airlines
Thanking God I still got my hairline
Word word
Thanking God I never sold my soul, word word
Independent I control my own, word word
I need a queen with me to share the throne
Trust me enough to not go through my phone
I found a nice groove I think I'm in my zone
Just finished this rhyme I'm 'bout
To land in Rome

You're like a spaceship sent for me
'Bout to beam me up and take me high away
Lightyears ahead yeah
Can't picture life without you
Like a twelve-piece symphony
Creating melodies all around you love
Lightyears ahead yeah
The simple-minded talk about you but, damn
Blah blah blah is all you hear
Blah blah blah is all you hear
Blah blah blah is all you hear
Blah blah blah