Lunch Table

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, hey, oh, G.Rose [Chorus: Arik Nelson] Welcome to the lunch table, time we like "Woah" Tap, tap, litty with the pencils like "Woah" 'Bout to get busy, busy, busy like "Woah" Welcome to the lunch table, time we like "Woah" [Verse 1: Arik Nelson] Ayy, my God the greatest, I already know that I made it Like back in the day, we gon' beat on the table I'm feelin' my life, with His Word keep me stable I'm aimin' defeat if I work at a label I dropped out of college (Wе next wit' it) Leadin' my wife, shе the best wit' it I had to find my aesthetic God told me "You the best at it" Workin' on my mental, makin' beats with my utensils (Woah) I'ma show the world my dinner when they try to give a little (Woah) Never gon' deal ones that never gon' make it Then went through the cooker, it's time to get brazy (Woah) Now I look in the back any time He replace it I'll give you the Word out the way you been chasin' (Oh) Hold up, I was independent, now I'm really in it Never name a time when it's been a minute Never stop 'til I drop as a lieutenant Tell 'em what it means to be free, no loose end Thinkin' on my team when I bleed for the juice in it Ice on dip, we get real loose wit' it Overstep, we not real cool wit' it Devil, he thinkin' he runnin' my laces On top of the mission, we destined for greatness I'm all out of patience until He gon' chase 'em My soul like a T.V., it's not for the takin' That's on God and my mama I'ma slide for my fam, that be no cap, they my starters It's that lunch table, sweet like the sun maple [Chorus: Arik Nelson] Welcome to the lunch table, time we like "Woah" Tap, tap, litty with the pencils like "Woah" Battz at the lunch table, time be like "Woah" He about to kill it, know we comin' with the flow [Verse 2: Battz] Ayy, George.Rose sent the beat, it ain't basic Blessings keep comin' my way, guarantee that we take it Got Judah outlined, guarantee that we trace it Devil throwin' crap my way, we dodge it like it's The Matrix Yeah, yeah, I see the smile on they faces I take my squad to the places, I send my squad to adjacent Y'all be scammin' for placements and it ain't helpin' you make it Now your squad is forsaken, on the right path, we were strayin' Yeah, woah, workin' on my faith, lil' boy Y'all be playin' safe, lil' boy, keep it in a safe, lil' boy I ain't coppin' rage, lil' boy, all the stocks you raise, lil' boy Hop up on a stage, lil' boy, somebody give a safe, lil' boy This that lunch table flow, just watch us get down Listen close and pay attention, y'all won't have to sit down I been found my passion for rappin' and takin' lunch and I don't track, this my tactics for real, yeah [Verse 3: Breanna Dickerson] Welcome to the lunch table, time we like "Woah" (Woah) Tryna cleanse the spirit, can you smell the Lysol? (Yo) 'Bout to get busy, busy, busy, spritz this disinfectant (Ha) Do this in a millisecond, can I eat my meal a second? Yo, I am the realest, rappin' Ella, He brings 'em cover, umbrella We change it up but don't tell 'em, Miss Fortune is fortune-tellin' His portion my portion, Tesla, that Bible, that Bebe Rexha Fire of that Holy Ghost gon' shoot in you, we'll see less of, mm In the cafeteria I get the tray, now give me food Everywhere I go rappers buy my style, Jimmy Choo God work it out, workin' in me, I'm the Jimmy Choos Devil size me up, but the Lord, He put me in His shoes [Verse 4: Taylour Dickerson] Slip on the bus, stable, stable, stable, don't put Red Bull, Red Bull Tribal now, no [?], my blood like Hulk on [?] I'm never gonna stop servin' my God Left my old ways in the past like an iPod Thinkin' you the best, so they figure you an icon (Favored Ladies of God in Christ) No abbreviatin' the way that I'm lovin' And servin' my God, the devil got 'em all shook Elevated up an elevator, I'm better than ever Whenever the love and the praise go way up Got a glimpse of the glory, no givin' it up now Addin' drip and I'm favored more than a cup now When He take over the wheel, you know it's a topdown And that be a better meal than the fruit of the vine now