Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Online Dating Interlude, artist - Dibì
Date of issue: 27.06.2019
Song language: English
The Online Dating Interlude |
People ask me why I rap about the city so much |
Or why I fuck with girls that’s pretty so much |
I’m on instagram, babe, I value what’s on the surface |
But it don’t help 'cause when we talking I don’t get to know much |
I hit her with a pick-up line in the DM |
But she don’t follow me back, so it goes to message request |
And I can’t handle rejection if she ain’t hitting me back |
In the next two days then I’ll just end up texting my ex |
But she hit me back after the first day |
Like «Damn, nigga you thirsty! |
You just hit me up like it’s my birthday.» |
Feelings are drowning me out |
I gotta keep it moving, I can’t just be lounging about |
So now we going back and forth and I’m pushing for the tens |
Girl, I hope you’re with it, I ain’t looking for a friend |
Don’t be playing with me |
This is your moment, girl, don’t let it slip away |
I’m the golden child and you can be super saiyan with me |
She gives her digits, we migrate to the Whatsapp |
She says her man calling, she gon' buzz back |
I’m not really into discussing this private shit on the phone |
That’s just the ammo she needs for the throne |
So we should hang out, girl I’ll text you when I’m feeling alone |
And you can text me when you feeling the zone |
Matter of fact, I’ll hit you up after the show up in the 012 |
She asks me what it was like |
When I was just a rapper that no one knew |
Then she ask me, «Dibi, why are your shows litty so much? |
Then why you chasing these kiddies so much? |
You’re insecure, my nigga, you chasing all of this pussy |
But when she says «I love you» then you don’t admit it so much |
Then she hit me with that, «You don’t wanna pick, bitch!» |
You just want a quick fix, just to say you hit this |
Nigga, that’s vindictive |
Way too many Instagram hoes on my wish list |
I’ve been getting bitches on the phone since Mxit |
But it’s a different ball game in twenty-eighteen |
She just went from a princess to a slay queen |
I was a late bloomer, I only started hitting in my late teens |
So this is me making up for the time |
I know it may seem crazy |
But I don’t wanna think about it too much |
If I stay with you then we’re gon' have a baby |
You’re way too pretty and I don’t really see us falling in love |
I would’ve said it’s love but you was kinda wavy |
Oh shit, oh shit, maybe I shouldn’t have said that |
I don’t know, should I delete it? |
Oh shit, she’s already read it, fuck! |
Oh, I think she blue ticked me, she’s off line |
No way she’s typing, ok she’s typing |
I really don’t know what to say right now |
Why is this so odd, I don’t even know what to… |
Yeah, ok! |
Just, just send it, bro, shit! |