Chicago Diner - KOTA The Friend

Summer in Chicago, ayy, yeah

Only here about a day, yeah

Looking out the sunroof

I ain’t really trippin', but I’m hoping that you come through, yeah

She told me that she tryna save up

Coming from Milwaukee, she gon' make her way up

Said she living single, she don’t need no fake love

If we keep it honest we don’t need a label

Love is everything and everything is love, yeah

Why the pressure when you focused and you young, yeah?

But I’m hoping that one day it could be something

She deserve 100 and these niggas give her nothing

Chicago Diner

Order what you want, ayy

Looking like you could be

Like you could be on the runway

You gon' wanna love somebody

Love somebody, someday

Cookies in the oven on a Sunday, yeah, yeah

This one for the shawty with the good hair

I hope that you having you a good year

I hope that you missing all the fuck shit

See you gettin' busy at the function

Get it, get it, get it, yeah

Get it, get it, get it, yeah

Get it, get it, get it, get it

Get it, get it, get it, yeah

Summer in Chicago, ayy, yeah

I feel like we should slide away, yeah

Someone blowing up your phone

But trust that we are not the same, nah

Told me put a record on

Have you ever heard of Fela?

Crazy how we get along

I fuck with you the way you wake up

Chicago diner

Order what you want, ayy

Looking like you could be

Like you could be on the runway

You gon' wanna love somebody

Love somebody, someday

Cookies in the oven on a Sunday, yeah, yeah

This one for the shawty with the good hair

I hope that you having you a good year

I hope that you missing all the fuck shit

See you gettin' busy at the function

Get it, get it, get it, yeah

Get it, get it, get it, yeah

Get it, get it, get it, get it

Get it, get it, get it, yeah