Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Baby boys
Baby girls
We got aeroplanes in our eyes
Middle seat dreams
Cheap champagne
But we still lookin' sky-high
I got storms in my chest
Clouds crowding up my brain
Checking bags
Checking stress
Still I’m boarding on your name
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been grounded
I’ve been stuck on the runway
All this pressure in my veins
In a bad way
But you tap my hand
Say "watch it all change"
Now we’re racing down the lights
Breaking out the frame (yeah)
[Chorus]
Spin like an aeroplane
Round and around again
Baby
I’m tryna elevate
Out of the hurt
Out of the heavy weight
Spin like an aeroplane
Pocket full of crumpled change
We gon’ make that money rain
Baby
Watch me
Watch me
Elevate
Elevate (let’s go)
[Verse 2]
Layover love in your hoodie
You draw futures on my palm
Talking numbers
Talking new keys
To a place we both call home
Every setback
Every delay
We turn turbulence to drive
Seat belt sign still flashing
But we already in a climb (oh)
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been grounded
I’ve been stuck on the runway
All this pressure in my veins
In a bad way
Then you laugh it off
Say "we’ll be okay"
Now we’re racing down the lights
Breaking out the frame
[Chorus]
Spin like an aeroplane
Round and around again
Baby
I’m tryna elevate
Out of the hurt
Out of the heavy weight
Spin like an aeroplane
Pocket full of crumpled change
We gon’ make that money rain
Baby
Watch me
Watch me
Elevate
Elevate (hey)
[Bridge]
From the storms in my heart
To the stars on your face
Every scar
Every part
Is a map to escape
If we fall
We restart
Hit the gas
Climb again
Every loss
Every dark
Just a push for the lift-off
Yeah
[Chorus]
Spin like an aeroplane
Round and around again
Baby
I’m tryna elevate
Out of the hurt
Out of the heavy weight
Spin like an aeroplane
Pocket full of crumpled change
We gon’ make that money rain
Baby
Watch me
Watch me
Elevate
Elevate (let’s go)
Style
popshiny modern pop with a bouncy four-on-the-floor groovebright synthsand a rubbery bass line. male vocals sit upfrontplayful and rhythmic on the versessoaring and melodic on the hook with stacked harmonies. pre-chorus strips to claps and minimal chords to build tension; chorus explodes with wide padstuned vocal chopsand a crispradio-ready top-end.
Prompt
Baby boys baby girls we got aero planes I got storms in my heart try to elevate we gon make some money spin like an aeroplane baby you can se me try to just elevate … hah? Let’s go., pop
Credits
Prompt by
DOUBGEE
DOUBGEEGeneratedFeb 10, 2026
ModelAria v5
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