10:20 At The Lab

[Intro: StanWill]
Huh, yeah
Huh, ayy (This is a Jay Johnson production)

[Verse 1: StanWill]
I be everywhere with Glocky on me, I'm in love with it
I'm in love with pape', jacks, and fraud, no, I can't love a bitch
Woke up in the morning, caught a flight like fuck the Oven Mitt
Woke up in the morning calling Hutch, you know I'm coming kit
Crib, stu', shit, any fucking where, you know the blick around
Bartending, when I catch the opps, shots getting sent around
Love Amazon like when I punch, I know it shipping out
Ain't believe in Santa Claus back then but, bitch, I'm gifted now

[Verse 2: TrDee]
I'm with Bando at the lab, twenty past ten
Told her turn around just like a truck and come and back in
They gon' let us in thе backdoor, I snuck the MAG in
Ran up on him then he frozе up, he was lagging
We'll treat the beat just like it's ping-pong
She keep saying "Groove" is her theme song
Tron keep coughing 'cause the weed strong
He gon' get shot, keep thinking that he King Kong

[Verse 3: BabyTron]
Online jabbing everything, I feel like Roy Jones
Pull up shooting, blazing, I'ma get my Brandon Roy on
7.62s, .223s, you can't avoid those
Won't acknowledge what the fuck he saying 'cause that boy broke
Off-White on me, it was free, I got it off the fire
Had to turn around in KY, bitch done lost my writer
Sleeve Nash with Stan dunking chips like he Stottlemeyer
Two years ago I was somewhere doing fraud in Meijer's

[Verse 4: StanWill]
I'm a cheater and a scammer but I ain't a liar, boo
If Wally's don't got not giffies in then I know Meijer's do
BIN heat like I hope the chip reader fireproof
Throw a hunnid at me, I can hit you with a site or two
Somewhere grabbing jacks, showed my ass like I'm Bam Margera
Fuck the opps, I'll hit yo bitch and I'll scam yo parents
Apple this and that, I ain't never been no fan of carrots
Looking mighty hard, might fuck around and get you blam for staring

[Verse 5: TrDee]
The wintertime the only time this nigga grind
Kinda feel like Nemo, always hard to find
I don't keep change but, yes, I got a dime
Looking in the mirror like they hate me 'cause I really shine
Think we finna fight? I'll up the stick like, nigga, fight these
She been twerking for a damn hour, she got nice knees
I'ma put yo knees up to yo chest just like it's high knees
Know that shit exotic when it got you looking Chinese

[Verse 6: BabyTron]
Foreign drip got me walking 'round looking European
Tryna race to an M but we gon' be the first to see it
When I drop a forty-one, the caption gon' be "German Jesus"
So much horse power in this 'vert, this bitch'll burn a demon
Twenty jacks stacked, turn 'em in, cash a Scat Pack
Twenty SSNs and DOBs, entire pack smacked
This some Turtle Pie, you got some stems, we can't match thrax
Hardbody, touchdown with it like a half-back