aint hard

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Huh, on some Top type shit, you know what I'm sayin'? (Whoo-whoo)

Whatever, whatever, you know what I mean?

Yeah (yeah)

Bein' a boss ain't hard (top floor)

We gon' take the business far (yeah)

Dropped a quarter ticket on the car (yeah)

Yeah, and I still pop them bars (bars)

Got a couple acres on the yard (on the yard)

Forgot to tell the haters I'm sorry (I'm sorry)

We ain't finished, we just gettin' started (gettin' started, started)

Turn it up, turn it up, dawg (turn it up)

Turn up your bitch, your broad

Cash in, 'cause I pissed him off

I still ain't miss at all (ain't miss)

Still ain't did nothin' wrong

All of these niggas some clones

I made your favorite rapper favorite song (yeah)

She wanna fuck on my cologne

She wanna fuck in the back seat

She wanna fuck in the back seat of the Rolls

I had to run it up, I had to run these racks up on my own

I'm like, "Check me," I'm 'bout to lap these niggas 'cause I passed the baton

I had to make the bag, I'm 'bout to piss them off, I'm in my bag

Pullin' up like Ferrari red seats, lil' bitch, this ain't no Jag'

Nigga, I'm the god of flows, nigga, I'm the god of drip, I'm the god of swag

Yeah, they can take that swag, I'ma cook up some new swag and let 'em have that (I'ma let 'em have that)

Posted up with piercings, body covered up in tattoos

Said she wanna fuck me, pussy gushin', this ho swimmin' pool

Uber straight to Lenox, I'm jumped off a jet to Paris, France

Since I was a lil' nigga, I been puttin' all red on all my flag (blatt, blatt, blatt)

They don't like that

They don't like me (they don't like me)

They don't like us (they don't like us)

Pull up with a 'K, bitch

I just outta 'K, ho

All black for the Range Rover

Niggas sweet, they mangos (niggas sweet)

Bein' a boss ain't hard (ain't hard)

We gon' take the business far (yeah)

Dropped a quarter ticket on the car (yeah)

Yeah, and I still pop them bars (bars)

Got a couple acres on the yard (on the yard)

Forgot to tell the haters I'm sorry (I'm sorry)

We ain't finished, we just gettin' started (gettin' started, started)

Turn it up, turn it up, dawg (turn it up)

Turn up your bitch, your broad

Cash in, 'cause I pissed him off

I still ain't miss at all (ain't miss)

Still ain't did nothin' wrong

Why these niggas some clones?

I made your favorite rapper favorite song (yeah)

Boss ain't hard

Wake up

Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up