Afterparty Autopsy Video (MV)

[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 f*ckin' 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'