Kyles song

[Intro] Verse 1 I’m half mexican and Choctaw, my nephews call my daddy Pawpaw, Met you on Tinder, thought “this won’t stick,” Now here you are, still talkin’ shit. Didn’t think we’d ever meet face to face Some wannabe rapper named young Lace, But you showed up with that crooked smile, Been annoyin’ me ever since. Pre-Chorus I yap-yap-yap, you barely speak, Roll your eyes but you start to grin at me, You act all tough but we both know, You love it most when I roast you slow. Chorus Kyle, king of the couch and fries, If laziness was money you’d be rich your whole life, You call fishin’ your hobby, boy that ain’t the truth, ‘Cause I’m out here catchin’ bigger fish than you. You’re half this, half that, full-time pain in my ass, But you’re real good at takin’ shit when I talk fast, Yeah you drive me insane but I still choose you, My favorite asshole in boots. Verse 2 Your favorite workout is liftin’ a fork, Say you’re “bulkin’ season” every month of the year, of course, We both talk smack ‘bout gainin’ weight, Then order seconds on the dinner plate. You sit there quiet like you’re so tough, Meanwhile I’m runnin’ my mouth non-stop, Then I see that smile you try to hide, That’s how I know I’m winnin’ inside. Pre-Chorus You pretend you don’t laugh but your shoulders shake, Every time I call you out for the food you ate, You say “whatever,” but I can tell, You love me raisin’ a little hell. Chorus Kyle, king of the couch and fries, If laziness was money you’d be rich your whole life, You call fishin’ your hobby, boy that ain’t the truth, ‘Cause I’m out here catchin’ bigger fish than you. You’re half this, half that, full-time pain in my ass, But you’re real good at takin’ shit when I talk fast, Yeah you drive me insane but I still choose you, My favorite asshole in boots. Bridge You’re stubborn, sarcastic, annoying as hell, But nobody gets my chaos like you do so well, We roast each other ‘til the neighbors might call, But I wouldn’t trade you — couch dent and all. Final Chorus Kyle, don’t you ever change, Life’d be boring if you acted sane, You’re my headache, my joke, my daily abuse, My favorite asshole in boots.