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