Piff Stars in the trap where you niggas at?
We don't believe you, you need more people Piff Stars in the trap where you niggas at?
We don't believe you, you need more people Niggas know K, I'm more than local
Anti-social, cause I'm supposed to Be on top, your girlfriend love my vocals
She say I make the music that she love to smoke to
I'm in the trap like yay, day, day Team weak like 7 days, vanilla and plenty bees
I'm a trap star and a rap star Use a act or something that I let it clap for
Give em the hard flow Summer jam, I make a stack
And I'm too at the funk flex car show I tell em I'm outside till I'm inside
I've been high, new guap, make my men ride Hustle hard cause the seats in the Benz fly
SK, one of the hottest in NY Compare none to sun, I let them things fly
Penetrated Luke 16's to the pen drive
Piff Stars in the trap where you niggas at?
We don't believe you, you need more people Piff Stars in the trap where you niggas at?
We don't believe you, you need more people
What up, big dawg? Cop that
This us, the Piff Boys, we bout that
Don't compare us to chicken, nigga, we outback
Full course meals, you niggas is appetizer wack
And your appetizer raps
Make me wanna ask your mother where the *** she found your father at
Cause I can tell you and your pops got bitch traits
Lying about how you used to sell and pitch weight
This AK, the same nigga that could go to the hole or win with a fade away
So you slutting the streets like Labor Day
While your kiddy ass nigga's stuck at the crib doing baby play
Only for the Piff Boys, what your baby say, you gross
Cause she love to see us get it every day
The bitches wanna tour us like April, May
Outside looking in, everyday, paper day
Piff Stars in the trap where you niggas at?
We don't believe you, you need more people
Piff Stars in the trap where you niggas at?
We don't believe you, you need more people
I'm a hustler, oh yeah
I'm a hustler, that's what I do
Undercover, oh yeah
So they don't cuff us, this how we move
CDs on the block, going for 5 a pop
Hustling all day, this *** don't stop
Can't forget about them grams, they still getting chopped
Make music for niggas in the trenches, stashing guap
Now tell me who's high, it's the Piff Stars
Groupies in the back of the van, pulling my clothes off
Selling hard, but it usually comes off
Old heads hating, they don't wanna see the youngin' floss
But *** em, they can eat a dick and swallow balls
Bet they gon' want shooting when I'm in that Porsche
Niggas looking lost, they need OnStar
Piff Stars is the team and we so raw, yeah
Piff Stars in the trap where you niggas at?
We don't believe you, you need more people
Piff Stars in the trap where you niggas at?
We don't believe you, you need more people
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