Letras Make It Count - Chief Keef

Make It Count

Niggas ain’t on piss, niggas ain’t on shit\nI just bought a 40 cause there ain’t no kick\nGot a 30 in it I’ma make it spit\nI’m gon' make it count, bitch I’m spraying shit\nI’ma count this money while I take a shit\nI’ma spray that dummy if he try to take my shit\nA situation is what all you make of it Well I’ma make these pistols get to saying shit\nI got old guns on that cranky shit\nI got new guns can’t wait to spray that shit\nI swear my Mac be on some player shit\nBut don’t make them get to spraying shit\nSmoking Tooka like a hookah\nRun up on me I’ma shoot ya No Versace Medusa\n1400 for this belt like booyah\nDiamonds on my neck like tumors\nHurting my damn neck like ooh ah Ben Franklin in my pocket\nTry to take it put your ass on the front of New York Times\nCan’t see me boy cause you are, blind\nYou say you getting money\nYou are, lying\nGot a car 'round my neck now who wanna, drive\nPosted up on frontstreet\nSelling dope up out my grandma house\nNo I can’t have no company\nUnless you tryna sell dope up out it Ain’t no security with me It’s just me and 40 and Johnson\nAnd I can’t trust niggas\nSo I went and bought me a fucking golden choppa\nThat bitch got tourettes\nShe be screaming out shit like «shit»\nBitch, fuck niggas\nWe don’t fuck with fuck niggas\nComing out the cut, when you see us, duck nigga\nComing strong nigga\nSmoking on that fucking strong nigga\nBitch I got my arm nigga\nArmed gun and my own alarm nigga\nI’m my own man I’m standing strong nigga\nTry me you won’t be going home nigga\nKushy Kushy, my cologne nigga\nWalk to court they like «you smell like strong nigga»\nGlo Gang shit that’s what I’m on nigga\nYou a opposite you meet my horn nigga\nWe don’t mean peace we mean war nigga\nShoot your ass, you and your boys nigga\nAnd I still believe in god nigga\nBut I don’t believe in frauds nigga\nI’m a Glo Man so why would I shiver\nUp this 4−5 get to porcupine them niggas