[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

It's 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

It's 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 a cello

Too much fuckin' green like we was living in the meadows

Got this blue on me cause I’m ballin' like I’m Melo

Like-Like Lamelo

I can’t see straight off this substance

Talk to me, aye

Shawty love it

Running relays with the substance (yeah)

Rolling with some killas, they don’t want it

Internet personalities

Fake shit, it gon' leave you with a casualty

Watch it if you talking back to me

I’m the boss, bitches 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