GRWM

Hi, you guys, get ready with me

Me and bae wanted to dress alike

So Ben Da Barber pulled up

That's my stylist, our day kind of went like this

Bae, what we driving today?

Porsche

Money really make me feel like I could be somebody

I'ma pull up in that

Vyoom, beaucoup free surrounding

Huh, I'm a plug, who am I to lie? You heard me? Ayy

What up? Huh, cut up, huh, R.I.P. to Mozzy

I ain't trippin' 'bout no paper, just took bae to see the Lakers

I'm swaggered down, I'm fresh, I'm turnt up, I know you stimulated

Know your past relationships was uh-uh, now you with a gangster

You been helpin' me heal, I wanna tell you thank you

We tell each other everything, no manipulation

Okay, I'm back, I'm in that hmm

My milli', oh, feelin' my taper

Exotic cars outside, new bread, wanna run a dick on location

Past the Cartier cases, my aura packin' out stadiums

Better let your chick in the room, mami, and I permeate with my fragrance (ooh, huh, Eli, leave that)

Patch me in

I just lit the sage, did twenty push-ups, you could believe that (cashin' in)

I just wanna take this time out and say like

Like I used to dream about bein' in the studio with my hat backwards

With a mouth full of diamonds and shit

You know when I was in jail like

And I'm that nigga I always wanted to be right now, you heard me?

A milli', oh, a milli', oh, a milli', oh, a milli', oh, a milli', oh

A milli', oh, a milli', oh, a milli', oh, a milli', oh, a milli', oh

A milli', oh, a milli', oh, a milli', oh, a milli', oh, a milli', oh

Hundred million dollars

Breadwinner business

Hundred million dollars

Breadwinner business (what up?)

Hundred million dollars

Breadwinner business

Hundred million dollars

Breadwinner business

Hundred million dollars

Hundred million dollars

Ayy, Jeff, I love the way you stand on it, you heard me? (Hundred million dollars)