Che Lingo - Mad Angle Lyrics

Yeah
Baby girl, that's a mad angle
Bad temper 'cause you had a bad day
Communicating all your feelings with me in a mad way
Nah, babe
I ain't a punching bag
For you to come and take a jab at all
Please don't expect me to know
I don't accept that approach
Ninety degrees
Hot headed
Ninety degrees

My girl, that's a mad angle
Bad temper 'cause you had a bad day
Communicating all your feelings with me in a mad way
Nah, babe
I ain't a punching bag
For you to come and take a jab at all
Ah, please don't expect me to know
I don't accept that approach
Ninety degrees
Hot headed
Ninety degrees
My girl, that's a mad angle

I ain't even mad at you
I'm just mad at that passive aggressive attitude
How do you expect this ting to have any substance
If you tell me nothing when I chat to you?
How is that practical?
Then I give up and the tension build gradual
Next you wanna bite my head off like any cannibal
Like I didn't try
Like I didn't stand with you out in the rain?
Share your body, not your feelings to me
Girl, that's crazy, yeah
This world bring the pressure and weight
But when we're together it's flames
And I'm in for knowing your ways
But I swear down right now you're coming at me on a mad angle

Bad temper 'cause you had a bad day
Communicating all your feelings with me in a mad way
Nah, babe
I ain't a punching bag
For you to come and take a jab at all
Please don't expect me to know
I don't accept that approach
Ninety degrees
Hot headed
Ninety degrees
My girl, that's a mad angle

Bad temper 'cause you had a bad day
Communicating all your feelings with me in a mad way
Nah, babe
I ain't a punching bag
For you to come and take a jab at all
Ah, please don't expect me to know
I don't accept that approach
Ninety degrees
Hot headed
Ninety degrees
My girl, that's a mad angle

What did you expect though?
Pent up frustration you should let go
Let's talk about it over some Barefoot
Wine all you want
Or I could just ten toes
Give you your own space
Give you time to feel your feelings alone for the whole day
We're grown babe, it's okay
All capitals when you text
Always WhatsApp'ing me full of stress
I get it, so I want you lying next to me
But not at the expense of the respect so please I'm
Begging you
You're already difficult to read, make it legible
I wanna help but how you're coming at me's so crazy
Like how you gonna up and one-eighty?

Baby girl, that's a mad angle
Bad temper 'cause you had a bad day
Communicating all your feelings with me in a mad way
Nah, babe
I ain't a punching bag
For you to come and take a jab at all
Please don't expect me to know
I don't accept that approach
Ninety degrees
Hot headed
Ninety degrees

My girl, that's a mad angle
Bad temper 'cause you had a bad day
Communicating all your feelings with me in a mad way
Nah, babe
I ain't a punching bag
For you to come and take a jab at all
Please don't expect me to know
I don't accept that approach
Ninety degrees
Hot headed
Ninety degrees
My girl, that's a mad angle