Diner (Dopenoir)

Yeah.. Uh huh. Yes.. Check.. You're so beautiful.. Look! I ain't see nothing finer (nothing) I met her at the diner (diner) She said her name was Donna I had to creep behind her (facts) She had the leather pants with thigh boots, that's all designer (she fly) Saint Laurent for specifics Pedestrians were critics (mmm) She kill't the room, its crickets (yeah) No one can tell her nada (nope) She got her own casa (crib) And a Chevy Impala I seen her treeshing on the weekend like a silly baba (baba!) She tried to tell me bye bye I disappeared like ta-da! I'm trynna be ya papa Dig in ya shit like pot-pie Bring you around to my guys Or we could go to five guys Converse bout love and future goals, as you look me in my eyes But I was looking stupid, it caught me by a surprise A couple text later (what) She told me where you going? (where) You got me in the open (hmm) I want you in my ocean (facts) I want that deep love, have me moaning when you stroking (uh huh) That kinda stroke that's gonna stimulate ya serotonin Oh yea I'm in, I'm boning (I'm boning) Until the early morning (facts) F*ck you on a Sunday, then hit the sermon after (I'm blessed) I ain't a perfect pastor I'm just a worthless rapper who writes in cursive for rapping (sophisticated) Wanted to be an actor Ironically she was an actress spitting game like rappers I rather that than being lonely man or getting cat-fished I mean lets be real, I'm only in it to kill But if we could be more than that lets test out our free will I'm trynna show her more to life but all she see is bills But she's so beautiful, her beauty really gives me chills (shittt) So I'm a chill just like recliners Its just me and baby Donna Wine n Dining at the Diner (Chorus x2) And I see you like to front but you know I'm sweating all ya beauty from ya head to ya toe My true love is hard to find her, so excuse me Ms. Donna Can we meet at the Diner?