WBLM lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy Fitz, this is crazy

[Chorus]
Don't know what it was
Maybe it was drugs
Maybe it's the pills that you're taking
Nowadays don't give a f*ck
Falling in and out of love
Think you knew me but you are surely mistaken
Patek froze on my wrist, there's a boulder
She said she's cold, you should know my heart's colder
I won't fold
Keep the strap, that b*tch holstered
Take my soul, that's the goal, soon it's over

[Verse]
Killer on the loose, what's the motive
I might run a train, locomotive
I had to whip it in a Range, not an old Benz
I had to cut all my strings, f*ck the fake friends (they don't like me)
Run it up, I'll have to make ends meet
Playing hoes like Smash Bros, can't be beat
Hit a pole with a Rav4, sippin' ice tea
Why the f*ck all these f*ck n*ggas want to be like me
Wanna be like me, b*tch you not though
Hoe, you angry, that's just not cool
Tote the semi, yeah, automatic
b*tch, if you are not a friendly, we going spastic
[Chorus]
Don't know what it was
Maybe it was drugs
Maybe it's the pills that you're taking
Nowadays don't give a f*ck
Falling in and out of love
Think you knew me but you are surely mistaken
Patek froze on my wrist, there's a boulder
She said she's cold, you should know my heart's colder
I won't fold
Keep the strap, that b*tch holstered
Take my soul, that's the goal, soon it's over