

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Opal Banks OG Barbie, real baddie White Lotus Yeah [Verse 1] Started quiet in the corner, barely talkin' at the table Kept her dreams in a diary, folded up like a label Used to flinch at her shadow, used to shrink, used to shake Now the whole damn room shift every step that she take (hey) Pink nails on a pistol, glitter grip on the chrome Turn the plastic to platinum, built a throne outta foam They tried boxin' her in, lil doll on a shelf Now she peel off the sticker, write her name for herself Corey held her in the chaos, both hands, no doubt Kissed the fear off her forehead, told her ride, not bow He said, "You more than they molded, more than what they pretend" Now she Barbie with a brain and a blade in the Benz [Chorus] Opal Banks with a lotus shaped heart Petals made of pressure and scars OG Barbie, real baddie from the start (from the start) White Lotus gang, yeah she wear that on her heart Opal Banks, she a work of dark art Turned that meek little spark to a star Mama Felon wave the white flag for life (for life) But they still know the fam don't bite, they bite twice [Verse 2] Mama Felon in the bleachers, throwin' signs in the sky White flag on her shoulder, but her eyes never shy She done ran through the sirens, outlived all the raids Taught Opal how to bow out, but keep sharpenin' blades Now it’s White Lotus meetings, hush talks, back rooms Where the air taste heavy and the handshakes bloom Opal sittin' at the head, pink heels on the glass Let 'em chatter 'bout the chatter, she just study the math Nails tap, that’s a verdict, she decide who in Soft voice, cold logic, pretty face, thick skin Every scar on her chest shaped a petal in place Now her heart like a flower that survived all the flames [Chorus] Opal Banks with a lotus shaped heart Petals made of pressure and scars OG Barbie, real baddie from the start (from the start) White Lotus gang, yeah she wear that on her heart Opal Banks, she a work of dark art Turned that meek little spark to a star Mama Felon wave the white flag for life (for life) But they still know the fam don't bite, they bite twice [Bridge] From the sandbox To the sandbags From the white lies To the white flags From the doll box To the boardroom plots She the only pretty thing That the fire ain’t stopped (Opal) [Verse 3] Now it’s brunch in the morning, blood deals in the night She can bless you with a wink or erase you on sight Corey posted on her left, Mama watchin' her back Whole gang in the garden, all dressed in black She was meek, she was mild, now she monster in mink Turn a side-eye glance to a contract, blink Lotus ink on her wrist, little bloom, big bite Opal Banks, OG, put her name in the light (yeah)
Tags
rap, Dark, swagger-heavy rap over trunk-rattling bass and skittering hi-hats; verses ride a menacing half-time pocket, with eerie bell stabs and distant vocal chops. Hooks explode with layered chant vocals and distorted 808 hits. Final section strips to bass and clap for an intimate, whispered closing verse. Male vocals with stacked female chant ad-libs.
2:53
No
3/6/2026