Clay Jensen - Intellectual

[Intro]

(I wish I was Jenry)

Damn, bitch

You live like that?

[Chorus]

[?] when I get a [?]

Savin' money when I'm using a latex (phew)

Walkin' with no kids and a paycheck (ha-ha)

And that shit a great feelin'

I took some influence, and now you think I'm stealin'

I just do it better (Bitch)

Go 'head and text don't write her a letter (The fuck?)

That bitch ain't a pen pal

Build a dynasty I feel like I'm [?]

Or maybe I'm talkin' Muskegon

You cut off the odds to go and get even

Got a face tat' now he think that he bleedin'

Gotta cool down 'cause my shit over heatin' (Yes, sir)

Thought he had a pint of NyQuil, he dreamin' (Wow)

Smokin' on Wake Forest, I'm a Demon Deacon

[Verse]

I'm in New York, I'm posted up, bitch you can call me Rakeem Christmas

He wanted white we gave him protein powder, this ain't no Planet Fitness (Bitch)

99 overall, feel like I'm Bron, all you muhfuckers my damn witness

I love makin' hits and countin' up cash, I almost forgot it's a damn business (Damn)

They just be talkin' and that's givin' (Fuck)

You under-performin' like Ben Simmons (Shit)

You walk up in Saks, and touch linen (Yes)

One hundred percent, I'm not missin' (Continue)

She wanna slide, the plot thickens

[?] for the pussy and took [?]

VVS [?] like I'm paying emission

Smokin' on gas add it to [?]

You just mad that your bitch fuckin' on Clay from 13 Reasons Why (Goddamn)

Had to go [?] 'cause I know there's a thousand ways to die (99)

Run a route, catch a play, lineup, feel like Montgomery Ty

He ain't got coins for the laundromat so he left it out to dry

So he left it out to dry

[?] the sky

Comin' for heads like Al-Qaeda (Heads)

And I got a good feeling I'm [?] Flo Rida

Matt Breida on the 49ers

I might go run up a pack

Calais Campbell how I grind for the sack

Got a play [?]