Internet Personalities lyrics

[Intro]
W-wanna see the real me?

[Chorus 1: reaptokyo]
And she hit my phone up like
"Hello!"
Yesterday she said she do not want me
Drugs up in my backseat
Designer on my white tee

Off an oxycodone I'm a zombie
Girl don't be afraid of me
Its just an internet personality
[Bridge]
Love you tokyo
Played in Japan
W-welcome to the tokyo occult
W-wanna see the real me?

[Chorus 1: reaptokyo]
And she hit my phone up like
"Hello!"
Yesterday she said she do not want me
Drugs up in my backseat
Designer on my white tee

Off an oxycodone I'm a zombie
Girl don't be afraid of me
Its just an internet personality


[Chorus 2: reaptokyo]
Yeah this girl don't know the real me
Three bands on a fit but I still feel anxiety
B-Bullet through my chest I feel it fade away
Blood on my jeans but when I'm with her numb like Novacane
Sta-stab me in the back, watch me fall again
Caution tape around me and I knew we shouldn't have talked again
Your attentions my intoxicant
Cr-crash in the whip, vision slow like a cryogen

[Verse 1: Letoa]
Pull up like hello
Everywhere I go I’m pulling strings like cello
Too much f*cken green like we was living in the meadows
Got this blue on me cuz I’m ballin like I’m Melo
Like-Like lamelo
I can’t see straight off this substance
Talk to me, ay ,shawty love it
Running relays with the substance
Rolling with some killas, they don’t want it
Internet personalities
Fake sh*t it gon' leave you with a casualty
Watch it if you talking back to me
I’m the boss, b*tches call me Palpatine

[Chorus 1: reaptokyo]
And she hit my phone up like
"Hello!"
Yesterday she said she do not want me
Drugs up in my backseat
Designer on my white tee

Off an oxycodone I'm a zombie
Girl don't be afraid of me
Its just an internet personality
[Chorus 2: reaptokyo]
Yeah this girl don't know the real me
Three bands on a fit but I still feel anxiety
B-Bullet through my chest I feel it fade away
Blood on my jeans but when I'm with her numb like Novacane
Sta-stab me in the back, watch me fall again
Caution tape around me and I knew we shouldn't have talked again
Your attentions my intoxicant
Cr-crash in the whip, vision slow like a cryogen

[Outro]
Play of the game
You might as well die then