바카라 (Baccarat) Lyrics – Potty Monkey

바카라 (Baccarat) Lyrics Meaning

[Chorus: Potty Monkey, JUSTHIS]
This part paints a clear picture of someone throwing down thousands of dollars at a baccarat table, repeating the rhythm of betting over and over. The words “Banker” and “Player” represent the two main sides in the game, and the repetition shows how addictive and fast-paced the experience can be. It’s like a loop where the gambler just keeps placing big bets without stopping to think. The catchy rhythm and constant switching between sides make it feel like a cycle of hope, thrill, and maybe even recklessness. It reflects the rush gamblers chase every time they play, putting money on the line again and again, chasing either luck or loss without really slowing down to breathe or rethink. It’s not about strategy—it’s about chasing the moment.

[Verse 1: Potty Monkey, JUSTHIS & Potty Monkey]
This section dives into how baccarat is super popular in Korea, and many people get into it just by following their friends. The artist admits that he once got deeply addicted too, without even realizing how far he had fallen into it. Even when he wins, he can’t stop thinking about going back for more. That hunger to recover losses or win bigger keeps pulling him in. His friends try to warn him, but he ignores them. He believes he’ll get it right this time with a perfect score like a “natural nine.” Even though he knows he might regret it, he still logs back into the gambling site.

The line between winning chips or stacking debt is very thin, and sometimes he feels like work just gives him money to throw away in the casino. His luxury clothes and jewelry show how money from gambling shines, but deep down, he knows it’s risky. Despite all the flash—expensive shoes, diamonds, online money—there’s a sense of emptiness. He came from nothing, worked hard, and now people envy his success, but the grind never ends.

He’s up all night, hustling nonstop, chasing that big jackpot like it’s his life mission. He compares himself to Mayweather, someone who never loses, but still wonders how much and where to bet today. In his eyes, gambling is life—it’s a personal choice. You could end up homeless or living it up with streamers. And yet, he goes back again with another few thousand on the table, like it’s just another regular day.

[Verse 2: JUSTHIS]
This part shows a more confident and flashy vibe. He steps into the casino feeling like a VIP, no longer doing it out of desperation but just for fun. He’s carrying loads of money—twenty grand in his designer bag and even more on his wrist. There’s this proud flex of looking young, rich, and unexpected, hanging out with another baller at high-stakes tables. But underneath all that shine, he gets real.

He talks about how most gamblers fall for the same trap—thinking they’re different, when really it all comes down to mental strength. All the bold bets, angry bets, and desperate moves just lead to being broke. He plays it safe and steady, like it’s a life lesson: whoever stays patient and consistent wins. He points out that in life too, people who keep pushing eventually rise.

Still, he’s surrounded by smoke, no sleep, endless drinks, and people chasing that lucky hand. He knows exactly what’s going through their heads—just one more win. But most of them end up losing and messaging him afterward, hoping for answers. Then he opens up—he’s not that different. He also prays when things get tough. But if every prayer just gave results, that would feel like a deal with the devil. So instead, he chooses to grind and keep moving.

[Chorus: JUSTHIS, Potty Monkey]
Once again, we see the repeated image of putting thousands on the table and betting on either banker or player. It’s like a never-ending back-and-forth between hope and risk. The repetition makes it feel almost hypnotic, showing how stuck in the gambling loop the person is. Each bet feels like it could change everything, but the cycle doesn’t break. It’s routine, addictive, and feels like both a habit and a thrill ride. This isn’t about fun anymore—it’s a lifestyle. That constant switching, that rhythm of taking risks, is now just part of how they live.

[Outro: Potty Monkey & JUSTHIS, JUSTHIS, Potty Monkey]
The outro leaves us right where we started—throwing big money on the table and calling out bets over and over. It feels like a loop that never ends. No new outcome, no resolution, just the same risky dance between banker and player. It really drives home how stuck someone can get in gambling, like they’re trapped in a never-ending spin of chance.