N.R.I.

I love it when they big mad
Talkin' shit on Instagram
They don’t know I’m woke I guess they really think I’m ignorant
That’s why y’all still middle man
While I boss up and make them bands
Tryin' to put a wall between us
Umm… Pakistan
Culture vulture
Dothead eating samosa
Too brown for the label
Too privileged for the co-sign
Kohinoor stolen, crown jewel of the ocean
But no country for women I don’t fit in either quotient
Tryna rep my people but they say I’m not they leader
N.R.I. up in the bleachers, feed off what y’all eatin'
Sorry that my Sari ain’t Indian enough
And America don’t love me 'cause I’m Indian as fuck
Do you know even know who you are?
Tell me what are you made of
What you afraid of?
Hater
'Cause I let you tear me apart
Show you what I am made of
Is this what you’re afraid of?
Hater
Seen 'em on the comments
I ain’t brown enough to comment
Guess I gotta get the tan
So I can rep a country
Gave my daddy options
I don’t rep y’all for the concept
Don’t live here for the content
Tryna pillage off your struggle
Took me out of context
Bindi on your third eye but that third eye closed
Got you on my back while you slit my throat
When I land here they tell me go home
Now you ain’t gotta love me but it’s still my throne
Tryna rep my people but they say I’m not their leader
N.R.I. up in the bleachers, feed off what y’all eatin'
Sorry that my Sari ain’t Indian enough
And America don’t love me 'cause I’m Indian as fuck
Do you know even know who you are?
Tell me what are you made of
What you afraid of?
Hater
'Cause I let you tear me apart
Show you what I am made of
Is this what you’re afraid of?
Hater
Bindi on your third eye but that third eye closed
(Dha, dhinak, dhin-na)
(Dha, dhinak, dhin-na)
(Dha, dha, dha, dha, dha, dha, dhin-na, dhin-na)
Got you on my back while you slit my throat
(Dha, dhinak, dhin-na)
(Dha, dhinak, dhin-na)
Now you ain’t gotta love me but it’s still my throne