Plastic

[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