[Hook: Bobby Shmurda]
Bodies b**h, make that body flip
You know I don't know karate, b**h
We droppin' bodies b**h
They say shooting is my hobby, b**h
And I'm a problem, kid
Walk up on him with revolvers
I ain't with that talkin' sh**
[Verse 1: YoungCSmack]
I coming for the crown like the new Jay Z
But it's YoungCSmack not ROC
Headed to the game for okay seats
Now I'm sitting court side at OKC
All these singer girls know me like do-re-mi
Fa-so-la-ti-do but dough come first
No late fees
Kool-Aid smile, colgate teeth
The bigger that I get the more I need shrinks
I got a lot on my mind
I got more on my face
If I ain't going to get it
That day is going to waste
I'm trying to move in my safe
Like the safe was a safe house
I ain't going out to eat but these hoes stay on the stakeout
Spitting hot bars you should check the degrees
You little rappers is trash go and get the Fabreze
While I blew up on you rappers all I leave is debris
They call me new LeBron cause I'm the king of this league
Alone in my zone tell me don't it sound stunning
Y'all better watch out YoungCSmack is coming
If I ever fell off I would hit the ground running
I ain't ever been the one for forth down punting
Man I'm already hot u can say I'm preheated
If money talks mind it's telling yours to be seated
Try and stop me now I couldn't be defeated
Hottest rapper in the game and go retweet it
[Hook]