DC The Don - Calculations lyrics

[Intro] Artillery! Yeah, yeah [Verse] How the fu*k did we end up back here? I'm like fu*k that sh*t, lets go Ain't no blood sh*t around this b*tch, 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 flower pedals, shawty ain't even love This not a love song, this sh*t ain't written This not a love song and I'm just letting you know [?] how she letting me go I might just wrap around just like a riddler And go pick that b*tch up and bring that b*tch to my zone [?] I just broke my b*tch back and I'm just letting you know Ooh, oh Long conversations it's henny, you, and me Ooh, oh I told them throw them drugs away, they won't help yourself