Make It Count lyrics - Chief Keef

12Hunna on the beat

I'ma make it count, bitch I'ma spray some shit

I'ma make it count, bitch I'm gon' spray

I'ma make it count, bitch I'ma spray some shit

Ay, ay, ay, ay

Niggas ain't on piss, niggas ain't on shit (Nah)

I just bought a .40 'cause there ain't no kick (Nah)

Got a .30 in it, I'ma make it spit (ay)

I'm gon' make it count, bitch, I'm spraying shit (ay)

I'ma count this money while I take a shit

I'ma spray that dummy if he try to take my shit (ay)

A situation is what all you make of it

Well I'ma make these pistols get to saying shit (ay)

I got old guns on that cranky shit (ay)

I got new guns can't wait to spray that shit

I swear my MAC be on some player shit (ay)

But don't make him get to spraying shit (ay)

Smoking Tooka like a hookah (ay)

Run up on me, I'ma shoot ya (ay)

No Versace Medusa (ay)

1400 for this belt like "Booyah" (ay)

Diamonds on my neck like tumors (ay)

Hurting my damn neck like "Ooh, ah" (ay)

Ben Franklin in my pocket

Try to take it, put your ass on the front of New York Times

Can't see me boy 'cause you are blind

You say you getting money, you are lyin'

Got a car 'round my neck, now who wanna drive (ay)

Niggas ain't on piss, niggas ain't on shit (ay, ay, ay)

I just bought a .40 'cause there ain't no kick (Bang, bang, bang)

Got a .30 in it, I'ma make it spit (Bang, bang, bang)

I'm gon' make it count, bitch, I'm spraying shit (Bang, bang)

I'ma count this money while I take a shit (Beep, beep)

I'ma spray that dummy if he try to take my shit (Bang, bang)

The situation is what all you make of it

Well I'ma make these pistols get to saying shit (ay)

'Member posted up on Front$treet

Selling dope up out my grandma house

No, I can't have no company

Unless you tryna sell dope up out it (ay)

Ain't no security with me (ay)

It's just me and 4-0 and Johnson

And I can't trust niggas

So I went and bought me a fucking golden choppa

That bitch got Tourettes

It be screaming out shit like "Shit"

Bitch, fuck niggas

We don't fuck with fuck niggas

Coming out the cut, when you see us, duck, nigga

Coming strong, nigga

Smoking on that fucking strong, nigga

Bitch, I got my own, nigga

Own gun and I'm all alone, nigga

I'm my own man, I'm standing strong, nigga

Try me you won't be going home, nigga

Kushy Kushy, my cologne, nigga

Walk to court they like "You smelling strong, nigga"

Glo Gang shit, that's what I'm on, nigga

You a opposite, you meet my horn, nigga (Bang bang)

We don't mean peace, we mean war, nigga

Shoot your ass then your boys, nigga (ay)

And I still believe in God, nigga

But I don't believe in frauds, nigga

I'm a Glo Man, so why would I shiver?

Up this 4-5 get to porcupine them niggas (ay)