Rags to Riches

[Chorus: CG]
We came from rags to riches
We down on the ground then I flipped and switched it
Can stand on my money and grow a few inches
Can go out the trap, I can count a few digits
(Ah)
Hopped out the Benz with a Cuban link
Diamonds shining, it's VV
Count your money, you a centipede
Count our money, we a millipede
I made a whole lotta enemies
I know your bitch wanna fuck with me
I made this shit look too east
Make them regret, not believing

[Verse 1: CG]
Like Fendi, Prada
It's Balenciaga, Maison Margiela
Drip too heavy, I might need an umbrella
I'm going up and up like an elevator
If my boys down, I’mma motivator
If my bitch down, I’mma motivate her
I'm the shit man
Made a hunnid grand
Got the Gucci pants
I’mma do my dance
I got lean in my cup
This is not Minute Maid, it's lean in my cup
Keep the strap on me, I got tummy tuck
Don't give a fuck, I run this shit up
Me and $YAM always spitting the flame
We don't fuck with lames
We came out the trenches with fucking grenades
We stacking the pay (Uh)
Red beam, Darth Vader (Uh)
Can't fuck with these haters (Uh)

[Chorus: CG]
We came from rags to riches
We down on the ground then I flipped and switched it
Can stand on my money and grow a few inches
Can go out the trap, I can count a few digits
(Ah)
Hopped out the Benz with a Cuban link
Diamonds shining, it's VV
Count your money, you a centipede
Count our money, we a millipede
I made a whole lotta enemies
I know your bitch wanna fuck with me
I made this shit look too east
Make them regret, not believing

[Verse 2: $YAMM]
Ay, we came from rags to riches
Call up the doc', we gon' get you some stitches
Oh, you thought I was done, retired
Can't have some fun but I'm back, not tired
Got a new girl and I just got her fired
Counting these bands, no ones all hunnids
Too many snakes and got too many liars
Too many snakes and got too many liars
(Yeah)
Me and CG we some PB's (PB's)
Mirror on the circle, no CD (CD)
Ay, skull you down like it's VB (VB)
Ay, I get it free like it's freebies (Freebies)
Nah, you gotta' pay
Send me the hate
Riding the wave
Give it or take
No time for brakes
You lyin', you a fake
Got two cars, got four cars
Need a hunnid bands, got a hunnid bands
Louie V hit the running man
Louie V hit the running man
No time for stopping, I pull up, I go shopping
I'm tired of winning and CG we twinning
Yeah, CG we twinning

[Chorus: CG]
We came from rags to riches
We down on the ground then I flipped and switched it
Can stand on my money and grow a few inches
Can go out the trap, I can count a few digits
(Ah)
Hopped out the Benz with a Cuban link
Diamonds shining, it's VV
Count your money, you a centipede
Count our money, we a millipede
I made a whole lotta enemies
I know your bitch wanna fuck with me
I made this shit look too east
Make them regret, not believing