10:20 At The Lab lyrics

[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 b*tch
Woke up in the morning, caught a flight like f*ck the Oven Mitt
Woke up in the morning calling Hutch, you know I'm coming kit
Crib, stu', sh*t, any f*cking 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, b*tch, 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 f*ck 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, b*tch 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
f*ck the opps, I'll hit yo b*tch and I'll scam yo parents
Apple this and that, I ain't never been no fan of carrots
Looking mighty hard, might f*ck around and get you blam for staring

[Verse 5: TrDee]
The wintertime the only time this n*gga 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, n*gga, 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 sh*t 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 b*tch'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