Lyrics My Table - Junk

Look I been putting in that dumb work shout out
To the real ones on the come up that have done dirt
Moved so many packs over the phone that they thumbs
Hurt get rich or die trying it's just which one come first/
I remember ain't nobody picking us see some green
Now they switching clubs like it's pitch and putt
American flag same colour as the crips and bloods I
Ain't picking sides if you hungry you can sit with us/
Yea that's shit I'm rolling with and if you fucking
Salty lower ya dosages of sodium that shit'll fuck ya head up
More than coca more than opium custodian/ cleaning up my
Own shit let homies in "an army marches on it's stomach"
Soldiers of napoleon and if you wanna
Go to war it's Trojans or the Soviets/
Or Genghis Khan when controlling the Mongolians
Moral of the story stay fed that's the goal again/
Eating since the signature to label black
Thought favourite rapper but I'm listening to Quavo
Let's eat get the whole bread middle of the bagel/
On the road fed like you in a winnebago/ extend bago/

Only couple people at my table table if you fucking hungry I got
Platefuls, platefuls yes bitch I'm signed to a label and if you
Double cross me when I cross you break yo ankles, ankles,
I don't got no killers on the payroll talk that shit you going out of
Bidness like a payphone payphone,
Industry is spinning in tornado, nado,
Cheddar split it with you get the queso

Only couple people at my table table if you fucking hungry I got
Platefuls, platefuls yes bitch I'm signed to a label and if you
Double cross me when I cross you break yo ankles, ankles,
I don't got no killers on the payroll talk that shit you going out of
Bidness like a payphone payphone, industry is spinning in tornado,
Nado, cheddar split it with you get the
Queso others got no business at my table –

Italian like the mafia mask off see the future this the
Phantom of the Opera grandma 80 still make pasta and lasagna
Shout out to my cousin I think that he actually a
Mobster, he don't talk about it real gangster no imposter
From the same fam that went off and
Assassinated Hoffa/ paid the Irishmen to do the dirty work
Every month I'm on one like it's after
The 31st/ sit with me you probably ok huh?
If you do I'll treat you like an oligarch with paper
I'm a feed you more than a motherfucking Saudi in Arabia/ watch me do
Some business out in Boston to Australia
Bahamas to Jamaica and Caracas Venezuela
Off to Lithuania and then Prague and then Romania cross the Himalayas
To the continent of Asia a white boy
Out in Mecca saying assalamualaikum/
Everywhere got people on my side if they
Hungry they will eat with me tonight and/
If you bring nothing to the table then you're uninvited and if
I see you bite the hand that feeds you ill get fucking violent,
Hungry viking serial killer with a hunting
License til my mode is to flip on ya squad busta rhyming
On some custom diamond shining shit I'm able and
If you grinding for me than we dining at my table/