Wait Your Turn B Lyrics - Styles P

Chillin' at the Amaco 

Lighting up botanical 

Seen a nigga I ain't like 

Shouldda let the hammer go 

Dwn to do the dirt 

But I know the church is Manago 

I don't want the sin on my soul 'cause I plan to go 

So I keep rolling up 

But he ice grilling and he swollen up 

But he ain't old enough to never see another day 

I'm thinking this 

But I ain't put my gun away 

He act, I'mma clap, 

And these people gon' run away 

They gonna get my plates and the make of my vehicle 

I'mma be upstate full of hate tryin' see it through 

So I put it in first 

I'mma catch 'em all alone then I'm putting work 

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You wanna test me? (You gotta) 

Wait your turn B 

There's a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me 

I put my foot down firmly 

Stick the nose of my gun 

In some shit that don't concern me 

Test me? (You gotta) 

Wait your turn B 

There's a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me 

I put my foot down firmly 

Stick the nose of my gun 

In some shit that don't concern me 

Photos 

In the club by myself getting sized up 

So I just rised up but I didn't need help 

Had a knife in the belt and a bottle that was comp 

I'm always ready to romp, I move kinda stealth 

Hammer in the ride with the driver outside 

By the door with cocked back four 

He familiar with the war and the tour keep a bullet in his jaw 

Know for sure that shit can get raw when I slide 

They say what up, no what up back 

Ghost bust first, no bust back 

Keep that same energy, hope you remember me 

I'mma be that enemy that won't ever cut slack 

You wanna test me? (You gotta) 

Wait your turn B 

There's a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me 

I put my foot down firmly 

Stick the nose of my gun 

In some shit that don't concern me 

Test me? (You gotta) 

Wait your turn B 

There's a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me 

I put my foot down firmly 

Stick the nose of my gun 

In some shit that don't concern me 

Couple a niggas don't even like Ghost 

Start shit up, get lit up like they are light posts 

I ain't into arguing, I ain't into bargainin' 

Get a shell in the hoodie, knife in the cardigan 

You see me throwing the peace sign 

That two could turn to two guns up when it's creep time 

Slug through the peephole, now he sleep though 

He the one asking for sleep time 

Test me, you gotta wait your turn B 

Get a bag full of guns and prepare for the journey 

Get six pallbearers, a couple attorneys 

You gon' either not leave or leave in a gurney 

Ghost 

You wanna test me? (You gotta) 

Wait your turn B 

There's a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me 

I put my foot down firmly 

Stick the nose of my gun 

In some shit that don't concern me 

Test me? (You gotta) 

Wait your turn B 

There's a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me 

I put my foot down firmly 

Stick the nose of my gun 

In some shit that don't concern me 

You wanna test me? 

There's a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me