Lyrics: Tabitha Ellin/Avery Jones
Music: Max Pierro/Reed Hallums/Sajan Sanghvi
Where the hell you
going?
yea
a whole lotta nonesense
lotta that times been
used up
I'm just tryna get back to you
yea
if it's all alright
and it's all okay then
it's all okay then
I'm aprt hippie part smart
little bit of cooked
little bit of dark arts
playing with a rook
better play your part
but I paint with a paint brush ain't much
I don't really like to say much
1 thou
imma get the glaze up kung pao
she put the braids up like mao
see another paystub
wasted on makeup
cuz my heart heavy my body still moving
my head missing my mind is still cruising
everybody in silence my head grooving
like what we doing?
Where the hell you
going?
yea
a whole lotta nonesense
lotta that times been
used up
I'm just tryna get back to you
yea
if it's all alright
and it's all okay then
it's all okay then
yea let's go
Monday we was on a beach no rando's
Tuesday checked and the flight got canceled
Wednesday we was on that Malibu shit
Way up in the hills
with the folks with the bills
Thursday we ain't even wanna go home
took a plane out to Fiji nevermind your phone
got so high I couldn't find the lows
three days later
it was time to go
Friday flew to the Saturday kickback
Sunday brunch raybans and the fit match
NYC it's a ten I see
in the mirror in the bathroom
dawg lemme get back
my life so movieesque
girl we could be here or Budapest
come quick see how true it gets
you don't want no new regrets so let's go
Where the hell you
going?
yea
a whole lotta nonesense
lotta that times been
used up
I'm just tryna get back to you
yea
if it's all alright
and it's all okay then
it's all o-
Where the hell you
going?
yea
Where the hell you
going?
Where the hell you
going?
I'm just tryna get back to you
yea
I'm just tryna get back to you
you~ you~