Script Talk Quilly (Ft. County Boy Tone)

[Intro: Quilly]
County boy for real, nigga
You niggas' just started this shit
You know we talk that script talk, that script talk
Aye, big bro, what's up with these niggas' man?
You know we talk that script talk, that script talk

[Hook: Quilly]
Had to step my hustle up, I started hand to hand
Took it to the county, told my man, I had a plan
100 for a gram, a dollar every miligram
If I said I tripled up, you wouldn't even understand

[Verse 1: Quilly]
Back when crack was what these pills are
So many 30s, can't even fit in my pill jar
We don't hit it, we don't even take the seals off
No wholesale, I'm knocking every pill off
Mgp qualitest, that's that shit that I don't like
Keep a Fanta and a Sprite, I'm drinking mine right out the pint
I got some money in my citizens
Citizens in my Timb box, a 215
K9 or the inbox
In my throwback, Bo-Jack, wit my brim cocked
Started off on Haines Street, now I got 10 spots
Out of town, you're on the corner, I'm not around
I'm up and down the E-way, you just ridin' round
I ain't got shoot you cuz my young boys rockin'
Got percs and soft white like drug store cotton
We be talkin' script talk, we be talkin' script talk
She just here to fuck us, I don't even let that bitch talk
My old head was a boss, now he cop off me
The FN4, I shoot till my Glock on "E"
Purple, Yellow Berry, I got all 3
Go get them xannies off another nigga, not off me
My high so expensive, nigga you can't even blow it
I'm on a perc 90 now, and you ain't even know it
I get my shot in me and act goofy
I stay away from Mickey and Minnie, they tried to roof me
Perc Nowitzki, Pill Cosby, Pill Bellamy
Got the pill game on smash, I'm still sellin' D
The rental cars in my bitch name
I used to flip cane till them scripts came