Opulence

Say my name, it got a ring Hotter than my diamonds from Tiffany's Make you copy, cut, paste and click on me I'm glistening, ahhh, I'm glistening, ahhh Yeah, I'm on that You can't afford, you can't afford I'm maxing out on Forbes list Yo, I bet you never seen a black card, back off I could fit your condo in my backyard I'm a grown queen, doing grown things Tryna' find my hand underneath the gold rings Make em' get in line, better recognize Opulence, opulence, recognize Opulence, opulence, opulence, opulence Recognize, opulence, opulence, opulence I own everything, baby I pick it up And take it down They can kiss the ring But they never take the crown It ain't over till the fat lady take a bow I'm cashing out I'm cashing out She's a last season sweater I wore it last season better They chasing after Brooke Candy But they know they'll never get her It's Marant or Laurent It's McQueen or Celine Got these bitches so jealous I hope they look good in green I'm on everyone's radar I bet that's why they hate her I'm in red bottoms, baby But I'll slip em' off later Couple shots, it's a blur Someone call me a car Man, this wrist is so icy Gucci Mane is like burr (BRRR) I'm a grown queen, doing grown things Tryna' find my hand underneath the gold rings Make em' get in line, better recognize Opulence, opulence, recognize Opulence, opulence, opulence, opulence Recognize, opulence, opulence, opulence I own everything, baby Uh, I'm pulling up in that new new (what?) Uh, bet you wish that I knew you Uh, rolling off in that new new Getting paper bigger than your crew tools Opulence, opulence, opulence, opulence Recognize, opulence, opulence, opulence I own everything, baby