white washed

So I'm with this girl she from Syria And I don't want things to get serious Complain about wifi ? Bish half of your people r dying in Syracuse And she own this nice boat A couple miles up the coast of Libya Sippin' on champagne But all of her prayers bounded to Allah I often tend to get wild and Homies is asking "who is you widening ?" Wallahi habib it's crazy Half of these gyals you know they are whitening Losin' their warm blood and dark hair Like the East is hiding I don't mean to sound violent But their Gucci talks While their brains are silent She wants the millions yah Oil money killin civilians yah She acting real' conscious though Hiding behind her Prada clothes Bitch you ain't never set foot near Aleppo First class to Dubai Bitch go ahead yeah do buy Take a pic and go like Hashtag backtomyroots I see through them like a bullseye Full of bullshit Thick thighs yet bleached hair Talk about my culture ? Bish you ain't qualified More fake and false than this falsetto When I'm hittin' a high note White Mercedes like a Persian in LA And you think it's a vibe though ? I don't know about you girl But I got my own thing going on Moving on And I still rep my region in every single song From Turkey to Iran