Jay Coe - Intellectual

[intro: Dev The Follower]

Uhm, yeah, uhm… This song is dedicated to all my homies and loved ones who live about… 64 miles South West of my hometown? Yeah, this is for you guys/

[Chorus: Dev The Follower]

On the interstate, I gotta stay low/

Hit a red light, I’m tryna get threw the ‘Grove/

Over waters, cold and froze/

Summer time, I’m going home/

Shout out to my homies and loved ones who live in Jay Coe/

[verse 1: Dev The Follower]

Stuck in traffic, I’m just tryna get to Jay Coe/

When I’m hopping counties you know I gotta stay low/

I gotta retain the flow/

I gotta retain the dough/

I gotta stack the ammo/

Did you not get the M.O.? /

I’m just tryna stay in Jay Coe /

Oxy to keep all the pain low/

Never bang the same hoe/

Eskimo or same bro? /

Hunting for some brain, though/

I’m just trying to sustain the blow/

Get some good, gained pro/

(Then adios)

But I don’t live in Spain, though/

(Really? I don’t know)

I don’t speak Spanish but… I’m just trying to get the Mexicana’s strain snow/

Ha!

I got Newcamp/

I love her more than my favorite two bands/

What if I got 2 bands? /

4 bands? 6 bands? I’m paying for a keg stand/

With a handle in my left hand/

Pouring drinks for my friends then/

I’m puffing out my chest and/

3 shots for Yung Dyl and he’s draining more than Stephen/

I walk in the Cabin and when I look at Kint/

She lights my heart on fire like she is a pack of flints/

Then all in all, I’m all in/

First day on the field; you call me Squints/

No show, that must be the consequence/

Trying to get the extra condiments/

Yo, RIP to my homie Richie/

RG3, to my flowing fixing/

Last, we got b_gonewild/

With the brand new style/

Bloodshot eyes, she’s just tryna gain the loud/

Is that even allowed? /

(skrt, skrt!)