No Capo [Hook] G We came from the bottom to the top floor D Plus I paid for it it cost a lot though Em Money problems everybody got those C But now a days we don?t got those
G Birkin bag all my bitches got those D No Chanel everybody got those Em Shooters on the roof know we got those C Hear a couple shots, hope you got those [Verse 1] G I pull up in a Full Metal Jacket D Pop shots, Top notch with the ratchet Em I leave a nigga dead on the asphalt C Slap em in the face tell em take them fuckin? pants off G T?d Up, G?d Up when we stance off D Two to the chest make a bitch nigga dance off Em Goin? with the Wizzin, Juice with the Gizzin? C Rides til? I?m Risen, strong with the pizzen' G You don?t know, oh, I fucked your hizzoe D Timbo, the Designer, and finer fuck what it cizzost Em See everything I?m rock and wear its handmade C If she with me then she got it all you understand me [Hook] G We came from the bottom to the top floor
D Plus I paid for it it cost a lot though Em Money problems everybody got those C But now a days we don?t got those G Birkin bag all my bitches got those D No Chanel everybody got those Em Shooters on the roof know we got those C Hear a couple shots, hope you got those [Verse 2] G The police, motherfuckin? gang to me D And money, ain?t a motherfuckin? thang to me Em Let me break it down for you, keep a few shooters C And a damn good lawyer G Preparation for the worst, meditation with this verse D Education, Rebirth, cause you know if you last you first Em And everybody wanna be the best, C Red bottom shoes for your Louie bag on your neck G Baby remember before you had shoes D When yo? life was filled with nothing but bad news Em See everything I rock and wear is handmade C If she with me then she got it all you understand me [Hook] G We came from the bottom to the top floor D Plus I paid for it it cost a lot though
Em Money problems everybody got those C But now a days we don?t got those G Birkin bag all my bitches got those D No Chanel everybody got those Em Shooters on the roof know we got those C Hear a couple shots, hope you got those [Verse 3] G New cars got that, good weed blow that D Bag bitch yessir, OG for sure that Em Used to stay with my momma on the couch C Like the Jeffersons I?m moving on up and I?m out G Penthouse with the butler who waits by the door D To ensure I?m the only motherfucker on this floor Em I got game, I got fame, I got cash, I got love C I got so many hoes, I?m bout to open a club G You got me, I got you, you got one, I got two D Stop by and have a good time its popping? at Snoops Em Got a whole lot of this and I mix it with that C Me and Timberland remember we bringin? it back [Hook] G We came from the bottom to the top floor D Plus I paid for it it cost a lot though Em Money problems everybody got those C But now a days we don?t got those G Birkin bag all my bitches got those D No Chanel everybody got those Em Shooters on the roof know we got those C Hear a couple shots, hope you got those
