Kato Stackz - Be Like That Lyrics

Say this ain't no order up a glass type of
Night girl we drinking the bottle
Baby girl look so good when she walk u would think she was model
Girl come and give it to me

Know u sick n tired of these niggas
But baby I can be ya doctor
And if u ain't gotta man, all i need is one chance, let me lick up on that body
Girl why u playing with it

Said she all alone and she gone off that Henny
Baby where the shots I need many many many
Ain't no competition u the one like a penny
Baby share that ass u got plenty plenty plenty

All blue hunnets baby girl when I tip
It's Only gold bottles baby girl when I sip
I ask her if she wanna take it back to my crib
And then we got it poppin in the back of my whip yea

(Ooo)
Girl u know that u number one on my list, tryna make u bae yea yea
(Ooo)
And Ian really with that read between the lines shit, give it to me straight yea yea
(Ooo)
U the truth girl, let it loose girl, don't let that body waste yea yea
(Ooo)
And I just wanna get a little taste now u acting funny, Girl why u gotta be like that

Why ya why ya, why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that
Why ya why ya, uh I said why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that

Why ya why ya, (yea) Tell me why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that
Baby Why ya gotta be like, be like that
That oh

Why ya why ya, why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that
Why ya why ya, uh I said why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that

Why ya why ya, (yea) Tell me why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that
Baby Why ya gotta be like, be like that
Oh no

I tried to get her name, she just think I'm running game we just pouring up the liquor
Playing hard to get best believe girl
Ima Break you down like a swisher
Ian like them other niggas

I ask her if she wanna come to vip to f*ck with me my niggas
She said she f*ck with the gang gang
Bang bang got my finger on the trigger
Girl Ian playing with it

Now We alone and we gone off the henny
And Real talk baby I'm the one like a penny
All these niggas envy
Cuz they know a nigga winning
And When I shoot my shot, automatic like a semi

Addicted to the fame she in love with the image
Hat, belt, shoes u know everything's Fendi
Money ain't a thang baby girl it's no limits
Wear that ass out call a Uber when She finished

(Ooo)
Girl u know that u number one on my list, tryna make u bae yea yea
(Ooo)
And Ian really with that read between the lines shit, give it to me straight yea yea
(Ooo)
I'm the truth girl, in the the booth girl
Don't let nobody tell u otherwise, baby f*ck them other guys
(Ooo)
Staring at ya frame girl yo body got me hypnotized
Know u all cap baby girl won't u tell me why

Why ya why ya, why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that
Why ya why ya, uh I said why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that

Why ya why ya, (yea) Tell me why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that
Baby Why ya gotta be like, be like that
That oh

Why ya why ya, why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that
Why ya why ya, uh I said why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that

Why ya why ya, (yea) Tell me why ya why ya
Why ya gotta be like that
Baby Why ya gotta be like, be like that
Oh no

Why ya gotta be like that, why ya gotta be like that
Baby girl u look so good, why u gotta be so bad
Why ya gotta be like that, why ya gotta be like that
She pretty but she from the hood, and she gettin to a bag