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