How Many

[Intro: Fetty Wap]

Zoovier

How many days? how many days?

Knowin' what I know now

And the trap said I'm back

[Chorus: Fetty Wap]

What's the problem, 'cause nigga you ain't built like that

Make a lot of money, spend it, get it right back

Better have my money 'fore I shoot up his party

What the fuck he runnin' for, he said he was 'bout it

What's the problem, 'cause nigga you ain't built like that

Make a lot of money, spend it, get it right back

He better have my money 'fore I shoot up his party

What the fuck he runnin' for, he said he was 'bout it

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]

How many days, we was juggin' on the block

How many days, they was tryna get us shot

How many days, we was comin' up with rocks

How many days, we was duckin' from the cops

How many days when we really felt like stars

How everybody whippin', we all had cars

In this bitch trippin', we all on Mars

How all the hoes geekin', they all off bars

How many days, I was posted on the twelve

How many days did I have to post a bail

How many days that they told me I would fail

I told 'em suck a dick, I told 'em go to hell

How many days I was juggin' off a scale

I never made a million in the trap so I failed

I made a couple mil off of rap, oh well

I would've made a bil knowin' what I know now

All my shooters like my [?], they gon' light up your party nigga

Pull up right behind you in my brand new Ferrari nigga

Swervin' on the [?] my bitch on a Harley nigga

They know I'm a go-getter, I stay gettin' dollars nigga

Sweat a couple Gucci shoes, Dolce Gabbana nigga

I ain't had no friends in school, now they surround a nigga

Bitches always come in two, can't stay from 'round 'em nigga

All my niggas kneel with me, always a pride of niggas

All my niggas stay with fifty when it's a crowd of niggas

Most my niggas keep a glizzy, clear out the crowd lil quicker

Told them niggas get up with me, got up and now we richer

All my niggas in the field baby, and I'm the pitcher

[Chorus: Fetty Wap]

What's the problem, 'cause nigga you ain't built like that

Make a lot of money, spend it, get it right back

Better have my money 'fore I shoot up his party

What the fuck he runnin' for, he said he was 'bout it

What's the problem, 'cause nigga you ain't built like that

Make a lot of money, spend it, get it right back

He better have my money 'fore I shoot up his party

What the fuck he runnin' for, he said he was 'bout it

[Verse 2: Snap Dogg]

How many times that I had to use the K

Niggas talkin' crazy, had to put 'em in they place

I can have them goons come and get you where you stay

Tryna run off with my bread, I'ma shoot him in his face

What's the problem nigga, you don't want no smoke

No I ain't no joke, I can touch your folks

Homie quit the tough act, you ain't layin' like that

Keep on talkin' real crazy, I'ma be in all black

Spent a few bands, it's all blues in my hands

Hit the mall, I blow some racks, bet it all, I make it back

How you niggas want smoke and you don't own a strap?

Put ten on they head, yeah I want 'em all whacked

Young nigga, I just drill shit, don't need no pill bitch

Streets behind me 'cause they know a nigga spit that real shit

I ain't gotta use the pistol, bet he catch these hands quick

Niggas always talkin' crazy, when they see me, ain't sayin' shit