Paris
Suicideboys Lyrics


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Ayy, ayy, ayy, tell me what you know
'Bout a motherfucker out the bottom, with a gold grill gleamin'
Makin' all these hoes problems
Stalker, creepin' out the fuckin' dungeon
Switchblade on 'em, hit the guts like a pumpkin, dumpin'
Thirty rounds of the clip, I'll rip
Too thick with the stick, bet I won't miss
Lil $lick real sick, don't talk shit
Whip, whip, like a brick scale on fish
$uicide, night time, no, we don't fight crime, oh
It's the Grey*59 with the real red eyes, and we dying inside, ooh
Bodies in fluoride, let the rope untie, just crucify me
Yung Christ wrists sliced, couple hoes on ice, singing "R.I.P"

Ruby was a motherfucking reject
Then I cut my wrists, and now I motherfucking bleed checks
Still broke
After all the motherfucking weed gets rolled
Hoes askin' if I see a ghost
Tell 'em, "No, I just seep smoke when the weed's blown"
She chokes from the deep-throat, three feet of rope, lethal
Slay the fuckin' sheep, so evil
I'ma hang myself, and then I get to see home
Ruby a fucking demon, ayy, uh
Ruby got a cult now, hoes tryna bolt down
Ruby the result of a reject from a small town
Turned into a demon, I'm evolved now
Loud growl, $now Leopard on the prowl, ayy
Stay the fuck back, hoe
Slay the whole pack, hoe
Paint the globe black, hoe (ayy)




Soon I will shed this skin, turn to the devil, then I'll never reminisce
Aye

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Suicideboys' song "PARIS" speak to the rejection and pain felt by the artists, Ruby and $lick. The first few lines highlight the image of a "motherfucker out the bottom," representing their marginalized backgrounds. Despite this, they are rich in other ways, reflected in their "gold grill gleamin" and ability to make "all these hoes problems." However, the artists simultaneously express their dark and violent tendencies through imagery of a "switchblade" and "dumpin'" bullets.


The chorus suggests a deep internal struggle, as the artists feel they are "dying inside" and have "bodies in fluoride," implying a sense of numbness or emptiness. They also reference suicide with "Yung Christ wrists sliced," further emphasizing their pain. The second verse continues this theme of violence and self-harm, with Ruby describing himself as a "motherfucking demon" with a "cult." The final lines suggest a transformation into the devil, demonstrating a metaphorical descent into the darkness that permeates the song as a whole.


Overall, "PARIS" presents a harsh and raw exploration of the artists' pain, anger, and self-destructive tendencies. It portrays the agony of rejection and the desire for control in a brutally honest way that is both disturbing and intriguing.


Line by Line Meaning

Ayy, ayy, ayy, tell me what you know
Ask me what I know and listen to my story


'Bout a motherfucker out the bottom, with a gold grill gleamin'
Let me tell you about a guy from the bottom, with a flashy gold grill


Makin' all these hoes problems
Causing issues for all these women


Stalker, creepin' out the fuckin' dungeon
Sneaking around like a creep from a dark dungeon


Switchblade on 'em, hit the guts like a pumpkin, dumpin'
Using a switchblade to attack and gut someone like a pumpkin, then dumping the body


Thirty rounds of the clip, I'll rip
I have 30 rounds in my weapon and I'll use them all to cause damage


Too thick with the stick, bet I won't miss
I am skilled with my weapon and won't miss my target


Lil $lick real sick, don't talk shit
My partner is very skilled and we don't tolerate disrespect


Whip, whip, like a brick scale on fish
I'm moving fast, like a scale weighing a fish


$uicide, night time, no, we don't fight crime, oh
We commit suicide, not fight crime, during nighttime


It's the Grey*59 with the real red eyes, and we dying inside, ooh
We're from Grey*59 and our eyes are always red, we're struggling internally


Bodies in fluoride, let the rope untie, just crucify me
Bodies are decaying in chemicals, untie the rope and let me be crucified


Yung Christ wrists sliced, couple hoes on ice, singing 'R.I.P'
My wrists are bleeding like Yung Christ's, and there are dead women in ice singing Rest In Peace


Ruby was a motherfucking reject
I, Ruby, was a reject and didn't fit in


Then I cut my wrists, and now I motherfucking bleed checks
After cutting my wrists, I became successful and wealthy


Still broke
Despite the success, I still feel empty and broke


After all the motherfucking weed gets rolled
Even with all the weed we smoke, I'm still not satisfied


Hoes askin' if I see a ghost
Women are asking if I see a ghost, fearing that I'm losing it


Tell 'em, 'No, I just seep smoke when the weed's blown'
I tell them that I'm not seeing ghosts, just seeing smoke from the weed


She chokes from the deep-throat, three feet of rope, lethal
A woman chokes from performing oral, while I have a long rope to hang myself


Slay the fuckin' sheep, so evil
Kill the innocent people, being evil


I'ma hang myself, and then I get to see home
I'm going to hang myself and finally go back to my true home, in the afterlife


Ruby a fuckin' demon, ayy, uh
I, Ruby, am like a demon


Ruby got a cult now, hoes tryna bolt down
I have a following and women are trying to stay with me forever


Ruby the result of a reject from a small town
I became Ruby, after being rejected in my small town


Turned into a demon, I'm evolved now
I've transformed into something demonic and evolved from my previous state


Loud growl, $now Leopard on the prowl, ayy
I growl loudly, like a snow leopard, while hunting for prey


Stay the fuck back, hoe
Stay away from me, woman


Slay the whole pack, hoe
Kill everyone in my path


Paint the globe black, hoe (ayy)
Spread darkness and evil around the world


Soon I will shed this skin, turn to the devil, then I'll never reminisce
I'll soon become the devil and leave my human form behind, never looking back




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux

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@CUFBOYS

SON WHAT THE FUCK I WATCHED THIS WITH MY MOM WHEN IT HAD 200,000

@hauk5429

call me daddy

@JG09101

CUFBOYS the boy$ are blowing up even more ;)

@undergroundonly8499

It's sad that this is the only song most ppl heard from them though

@yung90face

CUFBOYS lmaoooo

@pr1zmCF

lmfao i'm in this & i never thought it would even reach 1 million

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@LOL-cringe

no matter how long it’s been since i’ve heard this, it always hits harder each time

@spookygrey

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Not lying bro still play this everyday word for word

@romulusxyz6722

Literally never gets old.

Beat is a goddamned banger.

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