Brooke Candy - Opulence Lyrics

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 wrong 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 Morano 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 wrong 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
Uh, bet you wish that I know you
Uh, rolling off in that new new
Getting paper bigger than your crew do

Opulence, opulence, opulence, opulence
Recognize, opulence, opulence, opulence
I own everything, baby