Company Time

[Intro]
Yeah, it’s Juan
Clocked in, kinda
You know where I’m at
[Verse 1]
Name’s Juan, boots by the stall
Clipboard leanin’ on the bathroom wall
Hispanic king with a Tupperware plate
One more bite and I tempt fate
Microwave rice, saucy beans
Best smell this office ever seen
But five past noon, my belly go boom
Sprint down the hall to my second room
[Chorus]
My office is the bathroom, door locked tight
Gettin’ paid on company time, I’ll be aight (oh yeah)
Taco in my left hand, phone in the right
Just prayin’ that my stomach don’t start a fight
My office is the bathroom, that’s my grind
Breakin’ things at work while I’m savin’ my mind
They countin’ up the dollars every time I unwind
But I call it “thinkin’ on company time”
[Verse 2]
Dropped one box, then I dropped three more
Boss do the math when it hit the floor
Forklift stuck in the loading bay
He say, “Juan, we losin’ cash every day”
I just shrug, got salsa on my shirt
Every little spill, yeah, adds to the hurt
But when that food hits, man, I disappear
“Where’s Juan at?” You know he’s in here
[Chorus]
My office is the bathroom, door locked tight
Gettin’ paid on company time, I’ll be aight (hey!)
Taco in my left hand, phone in the right
Just prayin’ that my stomach don’t start a fight
My office is the bathroom, that’s my grind
Breakin’ things at work while I’m savin’ my mind
They countin’ up the dollars every time I unwind
But I call it “thinkin’ on company time”
[Bridge]
They got suits in the front
I got boots in the back
They got charts in a folder
I got snacks in a sack
If the numbers look bad
Check the breakroom line
If my belly starts talkin’
I’ma take my time (yeah)
[Chorus]
My office is the bathroom, door locked tight
Gettin’ paid on company time, I’ll be aight
Taco in my left hand, phone in the right
Just prayin’ that my stomach don’t start a fight
My office is the bathroom, that’s my grind
Breakin’ things at work while I’m savin’ my mind
They call it losin’ money, I call it divine
Boss mad, but I’m chillin’ on company time

rap, Playful country-trap beat with twangy acoustic guitar loop, bouncy 808s, and bright snare. Male vocals, half-sung half-rapped with a joking, story-teller tone. Big, chanted hook with gang vocals on the title line; verses stay tight and rhythmic. Occasional slide guitar fills and crowd ad-libs to keep it rowdy and fun., country, hip-hop