text: Say my name, it got a ring
  Hotter than my diamonds from Tiffany’s
  Make you copy, cut, paste and click on me
  Im glistening, ahhh, Im glistening, ahhh
  Yeah, Im on that
  You cant afford, you cant afford
  Im maxing out on Forbes list
  Yo, I bet you never seen a black card, back off
  I could fit your condo in my backyard
  Im 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 aint over till the fat lady take a bow
  Im cashing out, Im cashing out
  Shes a last season sweater
  I wore it last season better
  They chasing after Brooke Candy
  But they know theyll never get her
  Its Marant or Laurent
  Its McQueen or Celine
  Got these bitches so jealous
  I hope they look good in green
  Im on everyones radar
  I bet thats why they hate her
  Im 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 
  Im 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, Im pulling up in that new new 
  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