From the Bottom

Came from the bottom, now we up like attic
Just walked in the jeweler and bust down a Patek
Was down to my last, now I’m livin' lavish
Now I do foreigns when I’m out in traffic (Damn)
I swear this shit feel like magic (Voila)
Different colors in the chain (Tada)
I tap the gas, that bitch, it go (Bye-bye)
Broke bitches talkin', ain’t sayin' (Nada)
I thought I told all you bitches I’m with it (With it)