[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