Opulence - Brooke Candy

Say my name
It got a ring
Hotter than my diamond from Tiffany's
Make you copy cut paste and click on me
I'm glistening, I'm glistening

Yeah I'm on that
You can’t afford, you can’t afford
I'm maxin’ out on Forbes list
Yo, I bet you never seen a black card, back off
I can fit your condo in my backyard

I'm a grown queen, doing grown things
Try to 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
Then take it down
They can kiss the ring but they never take the crown
It ain't over til the fat lady take a bow
I'm cashing out
I'm cashing out

She's in last seasons sweater
I wore it last season better
They're 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 huh
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 the wrist is so icy
Gucci Mane is like brrrr

I'm a grown queen, doing grown things
Try to 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

Pullin’ up in that new new
Betcha wish that I knew you
Rollin’ off in that new new
Getting’ paper bigger than your crew do

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