No longer the song

[Hook: Bobby Shmurda] Bodies bitch, make that body flip You know I don't know karate, bitch We droppin' bodies bitch They say shooting is my hobby, bitch And I'm a problem, kid Walk up on him with revolvers I ain't with that talkin' shit [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]