Opulence (Brooke Candy)

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, I’m glistening 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 on my backyard I'm a grown queen, doing grown things Tryna find my hand underneath the gold rings Make you 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’ll 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 in last season's sweater I wore it last season better They're 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 Buurrr BURR Uhh I’m pulling up in that new-new What? Uhh Bet you wish that I knew you Uhh 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