​​​on god

Lyrics

[Chorus: bbno$ & Lewis Grant] I just wanna cut loose (Snip), fuck a job (Fuck it) I can be my own boss, on God (Uh-huh) Just cut my own check (Check), made my own bread Ticking from the Patek (Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick) 'Cause my Rollie fully dead (R.I.P.), oh, on God Yeah, people say I work too hard But that is not your business, not your job Yeah, people say I work too hard Oh, my goodness, oh, my gracious, oh, my God [Verse: bbno$] First things first, let me tell you I only take the money if the tint blue She don't really care what I'm into I did this for myself, I had a breakthrough I'm 'bout my revenue, I'm 'bout my profit (On God) All my lyrics stand as prophets (God, God) And my last bitch was a goddess I'm gon' make these hits, I promise (On God), I promise [Chorus: bbno$ & Lewis Grant] I just wanna cut loose (Snip), fuck a job (Fuck it) I can be my own boss, on God (Uh-huh) Just cut my own check (Check), made my own bread Tickin' from the Patek (Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick) 'Cause my Rollie fully dead (R.I.P.), oh, on God Yeah, people say I work too hard But that is not your business, not your job Yeah, people say I work too hard Oh, my goodness, oh, my gracious, oh, my God [Bridge: Lewis Grant] You can go the wrong way all you want You lack the direction Don't have the respect that you're lookin' for Dead end wears a fancy dress The dead friends care a little less The rest chant for a little more [Chorus: bbno$ & Lewis Grant] I just wanna cut loose (Snip), fuck a job (Fuck it) I can be my own boss, on God (Uh-huh) Just cut my own check (Check), made my own bread Tickin' from the Patek (Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick) 'Cause my Rollie fully dead (R.I.P.), oh, on God Yeah, people say I work too hard But that is not your business, not your job Yeah, people say I work too hard Oh, my goodness, oh, my gracious, oh, my God