SMASHING PUMPKINS

Lyrics

[Intro] Artillery! Yeah, yeah [Chorus] How the fuck did we end up back here? I'm like, "Fuck that shit, let's go" Ain't no bloodshed around this bitch, but I'm still dead wrong, I know I don't got no calculator for my calculations, I been counting down slow I just picked the pieces off from all the flower pedals, shawty hating me more [Post-Chorus] This not a love song, this shit ain't written, no This not a love song, and I'm just letting you know This not a cry for help, girl, I've been chilling She must be weak-handed how she letting me go I might just wrap around just like a ribbon And go pick that bitch up and bring that bitch to my zone 'Cause I'm not that good with hidin' all my feelings I just want my bitch back, and I'm just letting you know [Bridge] Ooh, what? Oh, woah, woah, yeah Long conversations, it's Henny, you, and me Ooh, what? Oh, woah, woah I told hеr to throw them drugs away, they won't help your sеlf-esteem [Verse 1] Tryna de-clean the house, she left me in the dust Used to be best friends, where the fuck is the trust? What the fuck am I missing? My brain fucking up We is nowhere near friends, you keep talking 'bout us Tryna look over memories I can't save Even when I do, girl, they don't say much Like what if all them feelings stuck and don't fade? Is you gonna turn your back or what? Niggas been tryna ride my wave Gotta let them niggas get wet up And shawty gonna trick the gang, she insane I won't snitch, girl, I won't say much I got a problem, feeling out and displaced Any nigga close to a nigga fed up Said, "I'm five minutes close, baby girl, heads up" I can never, ever change, I'm the same, damn stuck I was tryna live my fucking life, I ain't gave no fucks But you never really cared 'bout the boy, thanks much Had to hop in my bag, I'm tryna find love Where the fuck are you at? You never say much Ooh, what? I'm so numb to this shit, I be laughing, yeah I can't even dream no more, I only have nightmares I barely be sleep, I be napping, yeah [Bridge] Ooh, what? Oh, woah, woah, yeah Long conversations, it's Henny, you, and me Ooh, what? Oh, woah, woah I told her to throw them drugs away, they won't help your self-esteem [Verse 2] Keep that shit real I'm a dopamine addict, obsessed with the thrills Shawty materialistic, she only like bills Every time that I smile, she in love with my grills Just a nigga from the block, so I had to get the shot off NBA shit, I'm in love with my steals NBA shit, gotta whole lotta skills Gotta whole lotta drugs and too many cracked seals Gotta whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta pills Gotta whole lotta, whole lotta opps in the field Gotta whole lotta niggas tryna get me killed That's a load of malarkey, you know where I live Got a pole in Milwaukee, I'm the east-side kid My coat on, it's cold, and I know how it get Tryna see me laid out with a hole in my ribs It's a semi-auto, I'm strapped up in this bitch Better back your ass up if you loving your kids I pull up with them guys, gotta fill up my ships And the scouts all ready, my troops all ready And shit getting heavy So we gotta lift, getting buff as a bitch Choppa forgot how to miss Sorry, I'ma ball hard, I forgot to assist And I rock hard, heavy, I gotta stay steady I'm so far away, I'll catch you on the flip, yeah [Chorus] How the fuck did we end up back here? I'm like, "Fuck that shit, let's go" Ain't no bloodshed around this bitch, but I'm still dead wrong, I know I don't got no calculator for my calculations, I been counting down slow I just picked the pieces off from all the flower pedals, shawty hating me more