backrooms
Playboi Carti & Travis Scott Lyrics

Count that dough, hold up, uh
Fuck these hoes, hold up, uh
Count that dough, hold up, uh
Fuck these hoes, hold up, yeah
I'm gon' ball, hold up, yeah
I'm out of control, hold up, uh
I'm gon' ball, hold up, uh
I'm out of control, hold up, uh
Move too slow, hold up, uh
You get fold, hold up, yeah
You too old, hold up, yeah
You too old, hold up, uh
We got dope, we gon' kick a door, yeah
Take your dope, what you doin'?
You don't know what to do, hold on
I'm gon' shoot, I'm gon' shoot
I'm gon' shoot, what to do? yeah
That's for sure, that's for sure
My check all blue, yeah
That's for sure, that's for sure
My checks all blue, yeah
That's for sure, that's for sure
My checks all blue, what?
That's for sure, what? Uh, yeah
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

I was in the backroom
Countin' that money, yeah, uh
Tryna make sure nobody stole from me, yeah
Uh i was in the backroom
Countin' that money, uh, yeah
Tryna make sure nobody stole from me, uh, uh
Tryna make sure nobody stole from me, uh
Yeah
Tryna make sure nobody stole from me, uh
Yeah
Tryna make sure nobody stole from me, yeah
Uh tryna make sure nobody stole from me
Count that dough, hold up, uh
Count that dough, yeah, yeah
Count that dough, hold up, uh
Count that dough, yeah, yeah
Count that dough, hold up, uh
Count that dough, yeah, yeah
Count that dough, hold up, uh

Count that dough, yeah, yeah
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

The lyrics of "Backrooms" by Playboi Carti and Travis Scott seem to paint a vivid picture of a scene where the singer is in a backroom, focused on counting money. The repetition of the phrase "Countin' that money" emphasizes the primary activity the singer is engaged in and suggests a sense of intense focus and determination. The mention of being in the backroom implies a sense of secrecy or seclusion, perhaps indicating that the singer is handling money discreetly, away from prying eyes.

The recurring theme of making sure nobody stole from the singer adds an element of suspicion or caution to the lyrics. This could suggest a sense of mistrust or wariness in the singer's environment, prompting them to be vigilant and protective of their resources. The repetition of this concern throughout the song underscores the significance of security and safeguarding one's possessions.

The lyrics also touch on themes of wealth, power, and control. The references to "count that dough" and "Fuck these hoes" suggest a boastful and assertive attitude, as well as a sense of self-assuredness and confidence in one's abilities. The mention of "I'm gon' ball, hold up" and "I'm out of control" conveys a sense of living extravagantly and without restraint, further emphasizing the singer's sense of empowerment and freedom.

The final lines of the song continue to reinforce the themes of monetary success and confidence, with references to blue checks and a sense of assuredness in the singer's financial situation. The repetitive nature of the lyrics creates a hypnotic effect, drawing the listener into the singer's world of counting money, ensuring security, and asserting dominance. Overall, "Backrooms" appears to be a reflection on wealth, power, and the importance of protecting one's prosperity in an environment that may not always be trustworthy.

I was in the backroom
I was in a secluded space, away from distractions

Countin' that money, yeah, yeah
Calculating and organizing my finances, doing well

Tryna make sure nobody stole from me, hold up, yeah
Ensuring the security of my belongings, being cautious

Count that dough, hold up, yeah
Handling and counting money carefully

Fuck these hoes, hold up, yeah
Dismissing negative influences or distractions

I'm gon' ball, hold up, yeah
Planning to have success and excel

We got dope, we gon' kick a door, yeah
Possessing valuable resources and acting assertively

That's for sure, that's for sure
Indicating confidence and certainty

My checks all blue, yeah
Having financial success and abundance

Tryna make sure nobody stole from me, yeah
Continuing to prioritize security and vigilance

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