Peng Black Girls (feat. Jorja Smith)

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, okay

Alright, okay

Alright, okay

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

Enny said there's peng black girls in our area codes

These black girls need to be in the shows

Be on the runways, not just mood boards

On top of that, we gotta see them in your team

Look at your crown, natural relaxed

Had a jheri curl one time, soft and sheen

Where black girl magic is sometimes blue

Might have broke a hair band or two

Raise my voice, you gonna say that I'm angry

Kiss my teeth and now you say that I'm hood

Kid at sixteen, you say it's my destiny

Drive a Range, you think I'm up to no good

Give us a break and let us breath, man

Give us a chance, let us achieve, fam

And I know that my hair looks a bit different today

So don't touch my hair

Like, new hair, who this?

Old black bomber jacket and the bantu twists

Look, mind over matter, I can handle this

We're fine, took a second, the rewards in risk

See, I think that I care too much

Bottle of some Covousier, two cups

I've got nothing to show

But you love to check my flaws and all my trials

I was black back when it wasn't even in style

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, okay

Alright, okay

Alright, okay

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