Lotus Shaped Heart

[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)

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.