"Peng Black Girls" lyrics

There's peng black girls in my area code
Dark skin, light skin, medium tone
Permed tings, braids, got minis afros
Thick 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 posin'
I need some back up then my ones are rollin'
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 the box and build up from there
I don't have a gang with me
But I still walk with a gangster lean
And rock Nike's '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 alright

I think I need some time away
I took a little time, I prayed
We gon' be alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Uh, uh)
I think I need some time away
I took a little time, I prayed
We gon' be alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Alright, alright, alright), okay

See, I've got so many verses
Type 'em or put 'em in cursive
Deep like I'm buryin' hearses
Preach like I'm doin' up churches
Sin for a bit, I got urges (Ooh-woah)
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 hurtin'
I keep it in 'cause I can, can
I've seen the drinks and 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, boaw
How'd you keep rappin' off beat, bro, how?
Talking 'bout you're gettin' on the track, sis, when?
Everyone is 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 doin' school while they were doin' ends
Now he's doin' money and them man are doin' 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 streets
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 these streets?
And when will we come together as a tribe and be what intended to be?
I just wanna be free, yeah

I think I need some time away
I took a little time, I prayed
We gon' be alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Uh, uh)
I think I need some time away
I took a little time, I prayed
We gon' be alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
Alright (Alright, alright, alright), okay

Away
Think I'll be alright, yeah
Away