[Hook]

Stepping straight outta the backrooms
Make him bleed out in a ballroom
Have everybody dancing
In a pool of his blood wounds

Step back bitch on god
I will pack you
Bend his shit
Make his arms flail like a cartoon

[Verse 1]

Snap back with a slap on his wrist like it’s a loom band
Two hands gripping on a gun you ain’t no man
Shut him down like I’m unplugging his broadband
I’m paranoid and lonely so I keep an ak on my nightstand

If I rock you skull would you fight back
When your heads gone you’ll like that
I wanna enter the backrooms and say i'mma come right back
Smack the shit 'outta the entities and i'mma give them ice packs

[Verse 2]
Stain the yellow carpets with red blood drops
I had to put a knife through her throat because that bitch is a thot
You clown on my music yet I go hard you do not
I didn’t even steal the sample from onе of your songs

Nobody can save me, i’m stuck in this daydream
I noclippеd now i’m walking around tryna' find safety
The backrooms is a safe place come and find yourself
Just remember nothing inside cares about your health

Welcome to the backrooms