Mad Angle - Che Lingo

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

90 degrees

Hot headed

90 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

90 degrees

Hot headed

90 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 cra-aa-zay, (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

90 degrees

Hot headed

90 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

90 degrees

Hot headed

90 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 WhatsApping 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 180?

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

90 degrees

Hot headed

90 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

90 degrees

Hot headed

90 degrees

My girl that’s a mad angle