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jmc - remote start lyrics

i got that sh+t on remote start
hang with the gang like i’m motzart
we just like the snow, you already know
that means that all of us gon’ march

y’all just so goofy, oh garsh
claim you hard but most aren’t
like i’m the giant that’s made out of iron
i’ll tell you boy, you just a hogarth

d+mn
start it off strong, we ain’t here long so we gotta make it stretch (stretch)
b+lls to the wall, you make the call, don’t you think it’s the best (best)
not to tell me what i don’t wanna hear so here’s what next (next)
you better not be talkin’ cash when you say you in+vest (vest)
cuz if you ain’t, splatter that paint
tell mе to stop but i cain’t
who is this dude, operates smooth
just call mе uh big daddy kane
i came through, shiesty like pooh
but if you didn’t then boi you lame
that sh+t is true, unlike you
oh my god, where is 2 chainz (chainz, huh, sh+t)

holler at me boi, i’m not a decoy
send me the beat + i will destroy
you outta place like a keloid
know when i rap i’m a dboy
studied the martian, kendrick lamar
also the gods from detroit (shhh)
quiet it starting, rap game i’m parting
now you gon’ see boy how

i could dead like uh 10 of these
make ya head spin like jfk kennedy
sayin’ that i can’t okay uh lemme see
i could do the rap thing for infinity, pause

i could do this most definitely
not makin’ sh+t up like i’m off the methylene
pray that i fall like okay lemme see
know that i’m fire just add on the gasoline cuz
i got that sh+t on remote start
pick up the bars and go hard
don’t matter where i’m at
i’m always spittin’ facts
whether i’m in drive or park

i stay up late till the o dark
know that i go deep, sonar
you think it’s nasty but you can’t trash me
thrown to the side like my old broad

d+mn
i don’t wanna talk about this or that (nope)
i just wanna rap till my lips are chapped (yep)
keep the same energy, don’t get zapped (zzzt)
good on the hooks so here’s some jabs (pow+pow)

give you paper cuts when i pull my cash (ahhh)
pullin’ money off the table, i gotta whoop your ass
i’m big daddy kane so i guess that means you’re able (huh?)

unlike how you can best me
don’t you dare think that you can call me your bestie
you wanna throw hands? you better get ready (why?)
cuz i’m upsetti spaghetti
pull off in jetty’s i need a levee
cuz the + flow is so heavy
cuss the + homies that think it’s okay to + be a + petty lil b+tch, well

check the stat sheet, tuck to the pad like a maxi
stop relaxing
cop a boost like the vaccine
pass the boof in the backseat
actually, i got a question i am asking
hmm
are you a running back? maybe just a tree
i’m a quarterback mixed with a lumberjack
maybe that’s why you’re so tilted
and you’re on the receiving end of this axe, see

i’m just so surgical, i laugh when i’m reffered to yall, call me hysterical, you need to call up on curtain call
jokers, impractical + that’s why i’m going batsh+t on all of yall
flush you down the system then i ghost like protocol
you ain’t a match but i could strike your ass like a f+cking bowling ball
i told them twice but i need you to tell them all that

i got that sh+t on remote start
hang with the gang like i’m motzart
we just like the snow, you already know
that means that all of us gon’ march

y’all just so goofy, oh garsh
claim you hard but most aren’t
like i’m the giant that’s made out of iron
i’ll tell you boy, you just a hogarth

- jmc lyrics

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