[Verse 1]
Hey man, what's up? It's been a long time
Due to circumstance, I haven't really been online
Did a lot of fuckin' Xanax, and I did some time
Did a lot of fuckin' acid and it blew my mind
Man are real deal finessers, but I think you're fine
Wanna try some coke? I just did a line
Had a cat named Cocaine and it fuckin' died
Man, thanks a lot, Grandma, glad you're fuckin' alive
It's gettin' loud in here, and I'm gettin' drunk
More coke, I can't feel the tip of my tongue
Why do you worry about if I do bad stuff?
Why do you only comment on the really mad stuff?
She's shooting H up, and we're doin' rad stuff
I was gonna text you, but my shit got really backed up

[Interlude]
My shit got rеally backed up, bro, I was gonna text—
I—, I wasn't gonna tell you but, finе

[Bridge]
You're so cute, I wanna shoot you and pack your body away
Maybe do it tomorrow, maybe do it today
I—, (I—, uh)
One, two, three, four
[Verse 2]
Find me creepin' in your hallway
As you think about the face who took it all away
My relationship with you is so parasocial
You could hear me until your fuckin' walls decay

[Outro]
I plan to leave the motherfuckin' internet
I plan to leave the motherfuckin' internet
I plan to leave the motherfuckin' internet
I plan to leave the motherfuckin' internet