[Verse 1]
Jimmy D stomp in, belly like a beanbag
Laugh loud, shirt ridin' up, he don't seem mad
Whole squad posted, we roast then we reload
He love big bodies, extra plate, extra ego
Say he want curves that could cave in a mattress
Say he want arms that could bench-press a cabinet
Grease on his fingers, grin full of secrets
Talk about thunder thighs, say that's his weakness
[Chorus]
Fold in the back, yeah, fold in the back
Jimmy D flex, got a fold in the back
He love 'em plus-size, love every flap
We wild on the block yellin' "fold in the back!" (hey!)
Fold in the back, yeah, fold in the back
Whole crew clown but he ownin' the fact
Big boys, big girls, heavy on the track
Whole hood chantin' that "fold in the back"
[Verse 2]
Neck look stacked like a three-tier cake
Chain disappear in the skin when he shake
We tap that line like, "bro, that can't be real"
Look like a secret door sittin' under his peel
He just laugh, say, "y'all mad 'cause I get love"
Grabbin' on hips, hand sink like a glove
He like "more to hold, more soul in the middle"
Talk spicy, wipe sauce on his nibble
[Chorus]
Fold in the back, yeah, fold in the back
Jimmy D flex, got a fold in the back
He love 'em plus-size, love every flap
We wild on the block yellin' "fold in the back!" (fold!)
Fold in the back, yeah, fold in the back
Whole crew clown but he ownin' the fact
Big boys, big girls, heavy on the track
Whole hood chantin' that "fold in the back"