[Intro]

It's D-I-B-I, shit

Yeah

[Verse]

I'm on the N1 moving through the traffic

I'm headed to this girl who I think is a lil' plastic

Ironically, I met her in a place a lil' ratchet

It was tender but she cute so I figure we could match it

She said she's in Soweto, I'm in Fourways

So it's drastic when you think about the distance

But fuck it, I'm trying to tap it

And I ain't really ready for that romance shit

All that hold hands shit

But I figure this is practice

I'm spending all this money on these dates

Just to find out all these girls is kinda fake

But I treat it like it's taxes

And when we're in the room she gon' kill it likе gymnastics

And when we're on thе bed I'ma beat it, I'ma slap it

And shorty tastes as good as fried rice

If she got the hair and nails done right

I'ma eat it like it's tastic

A late night stroll, she be putting on my jacket

She said she want it all, name drop x crack it, yeah

But I figured I'ma hack it

And Dibi on the beat

Then you know that shit attacking