Folding Chair

[Intro: Ellis Quinn]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Ellis Quinn]
I been waitin' for a long time to give these niggas hell
How the hell you find me at the bottom of the wishing well?
These niggas be ridin' dick so hard, they need they CDLs
My pockets gainin' weight, boy, your pockets got a BBL
She say, "You ain't all that," lil' bitch, I think I'm Kenan, Kel
He think that he fightin' demons, I must be a demon slayer
Smokin' on that nature, boy, that woo, this that real Ric Flair
I feel like I'm Scorpion, I seen your ho, get over here
No, my grill not Johnny Dang, boy, my connect from over here
How my flow get colder than a Coca-Cola polar bear?
She said I can't smoke in there, I go in there and smoke in there
Special Beam Cannon, two-finger Solar Flare
Feelin' like I'm Usher Raymond, please don't bring your ho in here
Lord of the Rings, Legolas just brought the 'bow in here
Sittin' on your ho, got her foldin' like a folding chair

[Verse 2: DRAM]
Tales from the crypt, when I pop out, I'm laughin' at you
Tales from the hood, if you're lookin' for that shit, I got you
Scary movie flick, all we missin' is a white woman
Ghost-ridin' the whip, we drive fast 'til the cops comin'
Officer, I know you wanna put these fuckin' cuffs on me
Probably 'cause your lady probably wanna fuck on me
I'm the one that'll kill you with kindness, ain't no way around it
I'ma look too good, when she see me, she gon' up-down me
She gon' lick her lips just 'cause I had licked my lips
Without a compliment, she know that she can get this dick
That's if she confident, she don't gotta ask, she gettin' picked
I want you on my squad, your jersey's over there
Put you in the rafters, way up in the air
She sittin' on that dick like a folding chair
And she get on all fours like a folding chair
Put her anywhere like a folding chair
Yeah