Globetrot - Jane Remover.mp3

[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