BROOKE CANDY lyrics : "Opulence"
You got a ring
Hiding in my dam in front Tiffanyâ??s
Make it you clappy, could place in for me
Iâ??m listening, Iâ??m listening
Yeah I won that
You canâ??t afford, you canâ??t afford
Iâ??m maxing out on Forbes list
Yo, I bet you never seen a black card, back off
I could fetch you a condo on my backyard
Iâ??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 kick it up and take it down
They can get the ring
But theyâ??ll never take the crown
It end over till the valet take a bow
Iâ??m catching up
Iâ??m catching up
Sheâ??s in Nikes and sweater
I wore it last season better
Theyâ??re chasing after Brooke Candy
Cause they donâ??t know how to get her
Itâ??s my ride on the front
Itâ??s my queen of Celine
Got these (*##$es so jealous
I hope they look and get green
Iâ??m on everyoneâ??s radar
I bet thatâ??s why they hating
Iâ??m in red bottoms baby
But Iâ??ll slip on my flavour
Couple shots, itâ??s a blur
Someone call me a cab
And this twist is so icy
Gucci Mane is like Bart
Iâ??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
Iâ??m pulling up in that no-no
What?
Bet you wish that I know you
Brooklyn off in that new no
Getting paper
Make that thing your coddles
Opulence, opulence
Opulence, opulence
Recognize opulence, opulence, opulence
I own everything baby
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