Peng Black Girls Remix (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 runways, not just mood boards On top of that, we gotta see them in your team Look at your crown, natural relaxed Had a Jerry curl one time, soft and sheen Where black girl magic is sometimes blue Might have broke a hairband 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 16, 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 Courvoisier, 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