🎵 Thousand Pills // by Boldy James

14 ContributorsThousand Pills Lyrics [Verse 1: Boldy James] Quarter brick Cubana cost a chicken, we be really brickin' Something like a vendor with them tenders and them finger-lickings Make him walk the plank, know my niggas take it overboard ConCreature, Drug Zone, 76 overlord Hell Block, Curtis curb-side to the service drive Southfield, route still north M-39 First come first served, whoever was first in line Still servin' nines, work cleaner than some turpentine In the towers on the rooftop with the gargoyles Hit the powder with the woo-wop, he like it hardboiled Two zips in the pineapple Fanta, five hundred Me and Cutty in that Dawn, blue Skittles, gettin' blunted [Chorus: Boldy James & Stove God Cooks] Thousand pills in a rented in the hills, gettin' money Sellin' grams for a hundred, niggas still gettin' fronted Caught up in the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle A natural, only nigga get the work through El Paso Thousand pills in a rented in the hills, gettin' money (Uh) Sellin' grams for a hundred, niggas still gettin' fronted Caught up in the devil's lasso, whippin' that pack for that cash flow (Uh) Only nigga with more bricks than a castle (Uh) [Verse 2: Stove God Cooks] (Uh) Four hundred thousand in the Panamera (Four hundred thousand) The water foggy white, but the pot clear (Woo) Threw the kilo off the ropes, hit it with the chair Once the money there, it get weird I had the feds tapdancin' in my ear before Rick Rubin had a beard (Woo) Before Mac felt it in the air (Rrah) I had my youngin squeeze the MAC Snatch your spirit out of your Amiri (Brr), it's gettin' scary (Bah-bah-bah) Fourteen-karat gold shovel when they bury you (When they bury you) These niggas all milk, no cereal (All milk, no cereal) If it's less than thirty-six Cheerios Please don't hit me, I've been stayin' very low, clearly you know (Clearly) Bein' this lit get you snitched on (It do) Bein' too greedy get the whip wrong (It do) Forget about lil' bruh and 'em get you switched on Medusa crest on the chest got stitched on [Chorus: Boldy James & Stove God Cooks] Thousand pills in a rented in the hills, gettin' money Sellin' grams for a hundred, niggas still gettin' fronted Caught up in the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle A natural, only nigga get the work through El Paso Thousand pills in a rented in the hills, gettin' money Sellin' grams for a hundred, niggas still gettin' fronted Caught up in the devil's lasso, whippin' that pack for that cash flow (Uh) Only nigga with more bricks than a castle (Castle)