Chris Franco & Renzo - TOP BOY Lyrics

Bullet to the brain like a top hat
F*cking on your bitch I'm the top man
I'm speaking truth we don't like cap
I'm not your bro you don't get dap
Choppa gon' bang
But I'm just gon' hang
While I stack up my brown boys
The bass it gon' bang
My hearing it rang
While I f*ck up a f*ck boy
Bullet to the brain like a top hat
F*cking on your bitch I'm the top man
I'm speaking truth we don't like cap
I'm not your bro you don't get dap
Choppa gon' bang
But I'm just gon' hang
While I stack up my brown boys
The bass it gon' bang
My hearing it rang
While I f*ck up a f*ck boy
Frankie, Renzo
Pushin' the Beam, not a Benzo
Steady put bitches in friend zones
Ain't get no love in the endzone
Hit a woo-step for the wooskis
They used to pay me no mind
Now they actin' like they knew me
I put a bitch in his place
F*ckin' with Frankie and family gives me a reason to pull up and slay
Swervin' in murdered out whips like it's NFS Heat cuz this life been a race
Frankie and Renzo been makin' the moves to get you and your crew all erased
Boy you should stay in your place
FOREVERHOME been the syndicate
NSK-Dub been the trillest yet
6900 my origins
Since a youngin' boy I been the shit
Scorpion mode how I finish 'em
We skrrt away when business is done and they never know what be hittin' em
Bullet to the brain like a top hat
F*cking on your bitch I'm the top man
I'm speaking truth we don't like cap
I'm not your bro you don't get dap
Choppa gon' bang
But I'm just gon' hang
While I stack up my brown boys
The bass it gon' bang
My hearing it rang
While I f*ck up a f*ck boy
Bullet to the brain like a top hat
F*cking on your bitch I'm the top man
I'm speaking truth we don't like cap
I'm not your bro you don't get dap
Choppa gon' bang
But I'm just gon' hang
While I stack up my brown boys
The bass it gon' bang
My hearing it rang
While I f*ck up a f*ck boy
Money
Converting the P's to that CAD
Bitches
Don't need them but they always look at me (I got the drip)
I got it, I got it, I got it
I'm rocking the sweats like it's Louis V
I'm eating the booty like groceries
She wanting my shit asking "Lemme see" (She want it, she want it, she want it)
They biting my shit like they Jodie C
When they hear it they squint like it's hard to see
They ask for the sauce, what's the recipe?
I don't f*ck with you, got discrepancies
I got my bands and they stacking, they stacking
They tall all the way to the top
I got connections they end you, no life in a blink, no it ain't Photoshop
Rapping on beats like it's simple
Your bitch, she act like a nympho
These hoes they never be loyal
Asking your boys for they snap codes
We on the road in a beamer we vibing and shit
You mad you at home and you missing out all the shit that I live
Bullet to the brain like a top hat
F*cking on your bitch I'm the top man
I'm speaking truth we don't like cap
I'm not your bro you don't get dap
Choppa gon' bang
But I'm just gon' hang
While I stack up my brown boys
The bass it gon' bang
My hearing it rang
While I f*ck up a f*ck boy
Bullet to the brain like a top hat
F*cking on your bitch I'm the top man
I'm speaking truth we don't like cap
I'm not your bro you don't get dap
Choppa gon' bang
But I'm just gon' hang
While I stack up my brown boys
The bass it gon' bang
My hearing it rang
While I f*ck up a f*ck boy