Peng Black Girls (feat. Amia Brave)

There's peng black girls in my area code

Dark skin, light skin, medium tones

Permed tings, braids, got mini afros

Think lips, got hips, some of us don't

Big nose, contour, some of us won't

Never wanna put us in the media, bro

Want a fat booty like Kardashians? (No)

Want a fat booty like my aunty got, yo

Wheel up the bloodclart, tell her reload it

I've got the camera, my girls are posing

I need some back-up, then my ones are rolling

Grown woman ting, so I'm never at risk

Mind my own business, so I'm never in mess

Who am I? I ain't bait, get a slice of the cake

Want a house with a view and a new pair of shoes

Keep it real from the jump, Gucci Gang, Lil Pump

Little vibe, little bass, little kick, little snare

Little lies, big truths

Do you – they don't care

Do you – they don't care

Get your ass out of box and build up from there

I don't have a gang with me, but I still walk with a gangster lean

And rock Nikes 'cause we think they're clean

MJ leather jacket, Beat It, Billie Jean

MJ leather jacket 'cause I think I'm Bad

That's cool, I like it

The growth, the light

The pain, the fight

We love, we fight

We hurt, we cry

He paid the price

You'll be all right

Think I need some time away

I took a little time, I prayed

We gon' be alright okay

Alright okay

Alright okay

Alright

I think I need some time away

I took a little time, I prayed

We gon' be alright okay

Alright okay

Alright okay

Alright

Look, see, I've got so many verses

Type 'em or put 'em in cursive

Deep like I'm burying hearses

Preach like I'm doing up churches

Sin for a bit, I got urges

They got Chanel bags and purses

And I've got some mashed up Vans that I won't throw away

'Cause I'm needy and hurting

I keep it in 'cause I can, can

I've seen the drinks in the cans, cans

I think it's in my genetics

So the gin and the juice that I drink, I'm indebted

So if I fall off, it's expected, wow

Gather your thoughts and collect them now

Penny for my thoughts make a fortune, baow!

How d'you keep rapping off beat, bro, how?

Talking 'bout you're getting on a track, sis, when?

Everybody's here, we don't need more friends

Just do you, you ain't gotta pretend

Just do you, you ain't gotta pretend

He was doing school while they were doing ends

Now he's doing money and them man are doing pen

You know about six or five of them in

You know about half of them men follow trends

He said to me, "They put guns in the street

That's what they wanted for me"

And I said, "G, someone can fix you a plate

But no one can force you to eat"

Like when will he see himself as a king

And not just a pawn in the streets?

And when will we come together as a tribe

And be what's intended to be? I just wanna be free

Think I need some time away

I took a little time, I prayed

We gon' be alright okay

Alright okay

Alright okay

Alright

I think I need some time away

I took a little time, I prayed

We gon' be alright okay

Alright okay

Alright okay

Alright okay

Away

We gon' be all right

Away