G D Bm C
G D Em C
G D Bm C
G D Em C
(Ayy, Zypitano got that gas)
N/C
(Six, chill, fool, for real, for real)
G D Bm C
G D Em C
Yeah
Look
Uh, look
[Verse: Rod Wave]
G
We went from rags to riches, uh
D
Project fences to livin' luxury
Bm C
Now we live luxury
Straight out that bottom, nobody gave nothing to me
G D
Be careful while fucking with me
All of my lil' brothers 'bout it, they cuttin' for me
Em C
Yeah, they gon' cut you for me
Lay in the cut with them cutters and cut you for free
G D
Say she in love with me (What else?)
But save your love, I just want your company
Bm C
I fall in the club for free
I give out daps and them hugs, wasn't no one's for me
G D
'Cause that type of shit don't faze a player, uh (What else?)
Em C
This type of shit is what make a hater
[Pre-Chorus: Rod Wave]
G D
When you got it out the mud, yeah
Ran it up, yeah
Bm C
Really don't give no fuck, yeah
Don't give no fuck
G D
When you turn nothing to something, yeah
Really hustlin', yeah
Em C
Young and gettin' that money, yeah
We getting that money, yeah
[Chorus: Rod Wave & ATR Son Son]
G
Rags to riches (What else?)
D
Rags to riches, uh (What else?)
Rags to riches (What else?)
Bm
Rags to riches (What else?)
C
Rags to riches, uh (What else?)
Rags to riches (What else? Damn)
G
Rags to riches (What else?)
D
Rags to riches, uh (What else?)
Em
Rags to riches (What else?)
C
To riches (What else? Damn)
[Outro: Rod Wave]
G D Bm C
Yeah
G D
Rags to riches, rags to (Ayy, Zypitano got that gas)
Em C
Rags to riches, rags to riches (6, chill, fool, for real, for real)
G D Bm C
Rags to riches
G D Em C
G D Bm C
G D Em C
