Azizi Gibson – Tinder lyrics

(feat. DJ Paul)

[Intro]
Yeah, we got crackhead cut slow on the ones and twos tonight
Telling you about the Tinder blues by the preHISTORIC crew

[Chorus]
Don't you go and wife no hoes on Tinder
That's that one thing you must remember
Guarantee she got a hundred niggas
You ain't the only nigga posing in her pictures
Don't you go and wife no hoes on Tinder
That's that one thing you must remember
Guarantee she got a hundred niggas
You ain't the only one posing in her pictures

[Verse 1: Azizi Gibson]
But fuck it
I been swiping right plus those super likes
Need an ass tonight (don't hate)
Left a Uber life, watch her down the pipe
Mario is life
One mile away, it’s my lucky day
Imma hit it right
Met her for a hike, had to do it twice
Now the pussy’s mine
And we split the check, she insisted that
Man this bitch is tight
She was creeping on the ‘gram
Hit with me with some likes
So I DM her like
Are you eyes real? Are you really real?
She said, “Z you’re so cute”
I know the chick is real cool
But it’s something that you don’t do

[Chorus]
Don't you go and wife no hoes on Tinder
That's that one thing you must remember
Guarantee she got a hundred niggas
You ain't the only nigga posing in her pictures
Don't you go and wife no hoes on Tinder
That's that one thing you must remember
Guarantee she got a hundred niggas
You ain't the only one posing in her pictures

[Verse 2: Azizi Gibson]
Titties
Yeah, I need those titties poked out on your default picture (give it to me)
I don't give a fuck who's hitting it 'cause girl we both met on Tinder (I don't give a shit)
She's a little sex toy freak old girl ain’t looking for commitment
She just want a nice sized dick, finger in her ass and I’m kinda with it
Click click picture, so sexy had it storied in my memory
Let’s talk about cherries, no way I ain’t fuckin’ with no marriage
Shit, I ain’t too embarrassed, we don’t even share no science
Just keep your lil pretty ass silent, ain’t no point of us trying this

[Chorus]
Don't you go and wife no hoes on Tinder (Oh my god, you’re super cute, how are you?)
That's that one thing you must remember (Hahaha, I’m good I’m good how are you?)
Guarantee she got a hundred niggas (Where are you from?) (Well I was raised in Thailand) (What? That’s so fucking crazy I just got back from there)
You ain't the only nigga posing in her pictures (That shit was fire, huh?)
Don't you go and wife no hoes on Tinder (So what do you do for a living) (Well I’m a rapper)
That's that one thing you must remember (What you rap? That’s so fucking tight)
Guarantee she got a hundred niggas (You wanna get drinks tonight?)
You ain't the only one posing in her pictures (That’s perfectly fine)

[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
We ain't loving these hoes
That's a hell to the no
I'm just trying get high with bitches stick my dick clear down her throat, throat
Yeah, that way, imma stick it way down that way
Then we gonna play around that place
Bring back, take it back, we gonna end in the face
And you knew all that before you open that app
Before the night is over you gonna end up in her lap
These niggas out here don’t know what this about
He tryna wife the bitch and don’t even know what she about
These suckers out here living on the edge, really out here playing with life
Tryna make the hometown hoe his wife, that dumb nigga know he ain’t right
Imma hit her up in the DM, dick her down AM to PM
Roll the bitch a big old blunt walk out the door and never ever [?] see him
I stay with a big old sack, I gotta keep a weed contact
But when it come to bitches, these bitches, I can’t keep contact
Sticking moves is the move, a sitting duck always get plucked, get plucked
So I’m cranking up the whip, will be clean away from here as soon as I nut, I nut