Angel - KYLE, Buddy

Look well hey girl I’m Kyle I’m glad that you asked

I know that you know that we know you bad

I mean duh, hit you up been waiting for months

But your light skinned ass never texted me back

But yea it’s good tho, no really it’s good it’s fine

There’s really no point of me trying, you do this shit every time

Why don’t you make me your main course instead of a fuckin' side

I’m a steak bitch, I’m not some fuckin' fries

Ain’t no doubt about it, I’m loving your body baby

And you know that you got it, so it doesn’t matter what they say

Ain’t no doubt about it, man I gotta make her my lady

Cuz when I see you drop it, baby was ridin' Mercedes

Later on (I'm calling out yo name)

Baby doll (And I’m pouring out my pain)

All alone (Now why would I complain)

When I have an angel

Later on (I'm calling out yo name)

Baby doll (And I’m pouring out my pain)

All alone (Now why would I complain)

When I have an angel

Okay c’mon, really what’s wrong

You’re like the underlying topic of like 10 of my songs

And that’s damn near an album

You should be at least a little happy that the happy rapper cares enough to

write these songs about you

Seriously, I just don’t do this shit for anyone

You can be with any dude, but them niggas ain’t any fun

So what’s the point of that, stop being an asshole

I wrote this song about you but I can take it back tho

Ain’t no doubt about it, I’m loving your body baby

And you know that you got it, so it doesn’t matter what they say

Ain’t no doubt about it, man I gotta make her my lady

Cuz when I see you drop it, baby was ridin' Mercedes

Later on (I'm calling out yo name)

Baby doll (And I’m pouring out my pain)

All alone (Now why would I complain)

When I have an angel

Later on (I'm calling out yo name)

Baby doll (And I’m pouring out my pain)

All alone (Now why would I complain)

When I have an angel

I know your halo kinda heavy baby

C’mon let me know when your ready baby

I know your halo kinda heavy baby

C’mon let me know when your ready baby

Later on (I'm calling out yo name)

Baby doll (And I’m pouring out my pain)

All alone (Now why would I complain)

When I have an angel

Later on (I'm calling out yo name)

Baby doll (And I’m pouring out my pain)

All alone (Now why would I complain)

When I have an angel