LRC歌词下载
[00:01.113][Chorus][00:11.536](Rock)[00:12.724](Futuro Pianista)[00:14.067](Yeah)[00:14.711]Barefoot drinkin' like my bro just popped a bean[00:17.911]Bitches hate on me, they say "I love the scene," yeah[00:20.411]Bad mood, I got temper like a fiend (Futuro Pianista)[00:24.473]I take you home, you safe with me[00:26.974]Come tonight, I take you home, you safe with me[00:29.380](I went- I went-) I went Hollywood, and all I found was enemies, uh[00:32.630]And I think it all went wrong, so I can't sleep, uh, uh[00:33.520][00:34.727][Verse 1][00:36.379](Rock)[00:37.254]Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh[00:37.801]**** tryin' again[00:38.956]I— I-I might take you with me, but I'm sick of flying[00:42.191]Salty bitches, bitch, they take off from the scene[00:44.317]I like you, but not your friends (****, ****)[00:46.707]I still invite 'em[00:46.996][00:47.618][Chorus][00:50.284]Barefoot drinkin' like my bro just popped a bean[00:53.488]Salty bitches, bitch, they take off from the scene[00:55.910]I like you, but not your friends (****)[00:58.426]I still invite 'em (Futuro Pianista)[00:59.847]I take you home, you safe with me[01:02.379]Come tonight, I take you home, you safe- (You safe with me)[01:04.598]Uh, I went Hollywood, and all I found was enemies, uh[01:08.378]And I think it all went wrong, so I can't sleep, uh, uh[01:09.175][01:09.988][Verse 2][01:11.644]I think we gotta go— bitch, magazine, yeah[01:14.566]Don't make no move, you tryna get a feat[01:17.301]Sick song that you wrote, sing it with me, yeah[01:20.488]It's okay, your secret's safe with me, yeah[01:21.082][01:21.644][Chorus][01:23.316]At- at the show, this bitch tryna hit on me, uh[01:25.769]Barefoot drinkin' like my bro just popped a bean[01:29.003]Bitches hate on me, they say "I love the scene"[01:31.988]Bad mood, I got temper like a fiend[01:35.269]At- at the show, this bitch tryna hit on me[01:40.581]Give me your mind, baby, your secrets' safe with me[01:43.535]I like you, but not your friends (****)[01:45.973]I still invite 'em (Futuro pianista)[01:46.351][01:46.808][Verse 2][01:47.660]I think we gotta go— bitch, magazine, yeah[01:50.081]Don't make no move, bitch, you tryna get a feat[01:52.754]Sick song that you wrote, sing it with me, yeah[01:56.087]It's okay, your secret's safe with me, yeah[01:56.728][01:57.322][Outro][01:59.275](At the show, this bitch tryna hit on me) ('zine, yeah)[02:02.196](At the show, this bitch tryna hit on me) ('drum)[02:04.415]Give me your mind, baby, your secrets' safe with me, uh[02:07.071]I like you, but not your friends (****)[02:09.640]I still invite 'em[02:10.452](Rock)[02:10.835]Come tonight, I take you home, you safe with me[02:13.828]Tonight, I take you home, you [?] me[02:16.484]I went— I went Hollywood, and all I found was enemies, uh[02:19.452]And I think it all went wrong, so I can't sleep, uh, uh[02:24.870]Barefoot drinkin' like my bro just popped a bean, yeah[02:30.808]Barefoot drinkin' like my bro just popped a bean, yeah
