Make It Count by GrandeMarshall Lyrics
[Hook]
Everything you do make it count
Everyday I gotta get a nigga gotta make it count
20s 50s hundreds niggas talking money make it count
Quarter to a half to a whole gotta make it count
Everything ya do make it count
Everyday ya gotta get it nigga, gotta make it count
Stretch that, gotta make it count
You could bet that nigga I’mma make it count
[Verse 1]
Play ball, bases loaded make it count
Swinging for the fences tryna take it to the house
Mugga man, yeah you know what I'm about
Fuck a step we call it miss, put your money where ya mouth
My nigga do it for years since last four it made it count
Free my niggas all of em 'til they let my boys out
You ain’t got the hustle, better have the muscle, vice versa
Tell me who can ya count?
Run the check, on my Mizzy make her smile
Tryna get back to a garden, put new plants behind the house
Spent time with my youngings, make it count
It’s a cold world they need me around
Jump up for it I won’t lay down
Hold seven, hold a hundred Imma make that shit count
Nigga we with that dumb shit don’t play around
Like pimpset we catch your bitch and we puttin dicks in her mouth
Going all out
Can’t stop my route
You buls going out of style
I hit the sticks, new tricks same doggystyle
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Go long, it's on, make it count
Nigga go hard don’t let em count you out
Worst come to worst we goin through it chin out
Amongst a doubt I'll never give up I ain't even bring a towel
Fuck probation got my niggas on vacation out of town
We ball hard, tryout
These niggas turkeys, I don’t know where that's allowed
You come round here with that playin we gon burn you out
My grind is still the most meaning I want the most
Ya get it? Now give it all
Say what? These niggas act like they can’t count
One in the bush, two in my hands it even out
Drop it on the scale make it count
It's on me, but they don’t needa find out
Feds tryna make their quota, I can’t be the one nigga nah
You won’t find me in the count
Hit the bricks for me with brown
Reach in break it down
Breathe in breathe out
You endure you in doubt
Get some tint, make it count
[Hook]
[Outro]
How I feel now? Nigga living hood rich
Gotta hit the block, gotta hit the spot
How I feel? Yeah, nigga living hood rich
Gotta hit the block, gotta hit the spot
Going hard in the paint, make it count
Trapping over here, bet you make it bounce
Get the motherfucking money...
Everything you do make it count
Everyday I gotta get a nigga gotta make it count
20s 50s hundreds niggas talking money make it count
Quarter to a half to a whole gotta make it count
Everything ya do make it count
Everyday ya gotta get it nigga, gotta make it count
Stretch that, gotta make it count
You could bet that nigga I’mma make it count
[Verse 1]
Play ball, bases loaded make it count
Swinging for the fences tryna take it to the house
Mugga man, yeah you know what I'm about
Fuck a step we call it miss, put your money where ya mouth
My nigga do it for years since last four it made it count
Free my niggas all of em 'til they let my boys out
You ain’t got the hustle, better have the muscle, vice versa
Tell me who can ya count?
Run the check, on my Mizzy make her smile
Tryna get back to a garden, put new plants behind the house
Spent time with my youngings, make it count
It’s a cold world they need me around
Jump up for it I won’t lay down
Hold seven, hold a hundred Imma make that shit count
Nigga we with that dumb shit don’t play around
Like pimpset we catch your bitch and we puttin dicks in her mouth
Going all out
Can’t stop my route
You buls going out of style
I hit the sticks, new tricks same doggystyle
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Go long, it's on, make it count
Nigga go hard don’t let em count you out
Worst come to worst we goin through it chin out
Amongst a doubt I'll never give up I ain't even bring a towel
Fuck probation got my niggas on vacation out of town
We ball hard, tryout
These niggas turkeys, I don’t know where that's allowed
You come round here with that playin we gon burn you out
My grind is still the most meaning I want the most
Ya get it? Now give it all
Say what? These niggas act like they can’t count
One in the bush, two in my hands it even out
Drop it on the scale make it count
It's on me, but they don’t needa find out
Feds tryna make their quota, I can’t be the one nigga nah
You won’t find me in the count
Hit the bricks for me with brown
Reach in break it down
Breathe in breathe out
You endure you in doubt
Get some tint, make it count
[Hook]
[Outro]
How I feel now? Nigga living hood rich
Gotta hit the block, gotta hit the spot
How I feel? Yeah, nigga living hood rich
Gotta hit the block, gotta hit the spot
Going hard in the paint, make it count
Trapping over here, bet you make it bounce
Get the motherfucking money...