Afterparty Autopsy

[Intro] Xans in the Hills, yeah, scrollin' through my feed While the world burns down, I'm too numb to bleed [Verse 1] Mansion party, masks off, don't give a f*ck who sees Bentleys in the driveway, cops don't check on these Designer pills got me floatin', while the city screams Watchin' riots through my iPhone, shit ain't what it seems Ten bands on my outfit, while they fight for bread Hundred racks don't mean shit when the system dead Trust issues deeper than these Hollywood pools Been betrayed so many times, turned me fuckin' cold [Chorus] Hills lit up like end times (yeah) Poppin' pills to pass time (skrrt) Notifications show decline (facts) World's burnin', but I'm fine (fine) Numb to all the bullshit (numb) Can't trust not one bitch (none) Gucci shades hide dead eyes (dead) Watch the world burn in high-def (high) [Verse 2] Balcony view of apocalypse, yeah Sippin' Dom P while they post RIPs Social media got me paranoid Every story fake, every friend's avoided Ice on my neck while the temp rises Whole world fake but at least I'm honest Lost count of the bodies in my pool Rich kids actin' like they know the truth [Chorus] Hills lit up like end times (yeah) Poppin' pills to pass time (skrrt) Notifications show decline (facts) World's burnin', but I'm fine (fine) Numb to all the bullshit (numb) Can't trust not one bitch (none) Gucci shades hide dead eyes (dead) Watch the world burn in high-def (high) [Outro] Yeah, pandemic party, we don't care 'bout tomorrow Empty souls in designer clothes hide the sorrow World's endin' but we stuntin', that's the motto Hills keep burnin' but we ain't followin'