Folding Chair ft. Pen Pointz, Greg Cypher & Blueprint Lyrics

These fuckin' crackers have some bad habits

Extra mayo dollops on they turkey sandwich

Shootin' up the school cause they can't handle

Their emotional damage and they're draped in camo

Rockin' socks with sandals, cock rings, handcuffs

Breakin' box springs, neckbeards with dandruff

Mountain Dew chuggin' durin' backyard wrasslin

Overalls coverin' their fat lard asses up

Your cousin isn't someone that you have to fuck

Claimin' that you're Irish but you have no luck

You got a big bad truck and a tiny little penis

Voted Trump three times tryin' to find your Jesus

Usin' up the food stamps, blamin' it on the black dads

Yell at panhandlers, go get a job man

But you think the Mexicans are here to steal yours

Cryin' while your wife watches BBC porn

That's when we hit ya with the folding chair

Acted tough, now you're more than scared

Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there

If you're gonna fuck around, better come prepared

That's when we hit ya with the folding chair

Acted tough, now you're more than scared

Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there

If you're gonna fuck around, better come prepared

For the Karens in Keds, my girl a Carol with a K

Pullin' drive-bys on a Cracker Barrel buffet

Doin' this as Macklemore was rappin' about white privilege

And thriftin' and niggas dyin' for Jordans to play the victim

I love bein' black, it's the best, I know it's true

Finna ball like Jack Harlow, white man can jump too

Forrest Gump runnin' down on Trump and Joe Biden

Bill Gates flyin' on a plane to Epstein Island

Nobody give a shit about the people till we riot

Breakin' windows and leavin' with all the valuables inside it

Please don't try it, stay behind your picket fence

In the Burbs, kids walkin' by the fentanyl tents

Anglo-Saxons with the same old actions

Kanye West loves Hitler but he ain't no fascist

Collectin' reparations, 40 acres and a mule

This a chair shot to the face for what Elvis did to the music

That's when we hit ya with the folding chair

Acted tough, now you're more than scared

Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there

If you're gonna fuck around, better come prepared

That's when we hit ya with the folding chair

Acted tough, now you're more than scared

Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there

If you're gonna fuck around, better come prepared

I'm at the job chillin', mindin' my business, as usual

Drivin' a truck cause I got tired of the cubicle

It's much different, but for me, more suitable

No supervision, drivin' in silence is beautiful

But anyways, I was mindin' my biz

At the end of a long shift of shifting in my gears

I seen a dude roll up, hold up, who goes there

White cat with a beard, fat, smilin' ear to ear

Vibes was off, but I'm still polite

Till he said, man, you know who you look like

Aw shit, here we go again with this bullshite

White people's way of tellin' us we all look alike

I didn't get why he was happy to tell

Me some shit that made his ass look racist as hell

He said a name, I just gave him a blank stare

And visualized crackin' this cracker with a metal chair

That's when we hit ya with the folding chair

Acted tough, now you're more than scared

Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there

If you're gonna fuck around, better come prepared

That's when we hit ya with the folding chair

Acted tough, now you're more than scared

Try to hide your feelings but we know they're there

If you're gonna fuck around, better come prepared