Lil B - Real Plexxx lyrics

[Intro] 6 Kiss 6 Kiss mixtape It's your boy Lil Boss Real Plexxx [Verse] I've been spitting hard since the days of fifteen Life been good and the nights is history Came from the turf so you know I'm active Put me in the trap house with the zips and mattress And I'll double up, turn your zips to caches Dope fiend party here, and the guests is ashes Don't worry if I'm strapped, just know I'm stashing Like you hard, just know I'm packing Think about it, I'm clean as napkins When I first got caught, it was the greed I'm having You thought if you lied, you would win like Madden Then run like Darren McFadden, this is not just rapping Real Plexxx is when you pa** off a**es When you catch him in the bar and you take his gla**es Thought I was a nerd 'til I showed them acid Not talking 'bout the drug, but I left them gasping Real Plexxx is when you not a coward When you live your own life, and your dreams is power Even though you're not fresh, I believe the shower Any rap n***a want it, best believe I'll devour Yeah, let's play the game of robbers When your bro mask up and he hold them choppers And you can't b**h out cause he know your mama And mama didn't raise no b**h, we bring that drama No goat, but I'll bring that llama Put a n***a in the dirt like Mexican bombers Yeah, that's puto loco What you need, ese? b**h, I need that coco Been up two days and I'm off that robo I don't wanna see the pigs, I don't f** with popo Dude asked me if I f** with popo That's like asking me if I'm a h*mo Like two wrongs, that's a no-no Can't stop, so I guess I'll go-go And no I don't dance, but I get lap dances I make her run court for the boss like Steve Francis Yeah, yes, I'm the king I got it tatted on my neck so your boss could see Got it tatted on my throat so your b**h could see Brangdang, just drip, so I been the sea You're just sick, but I been diseased Do your girl got milk? Cause I need the cheese Plus stack away dope for the legal fees Ho tried to sue me, that's the day they plead Tried to f** me, that's the day they bleed But above that ignorant sh** I'm in the country club, with a bottle of juice A bird in the gla**, that's a bottle of Goose Cost 35 G's just to get in the booth n***as praying to the god, cause they know I'm the truth Mixing rap with reality, it's fact with the fiction Act with precision, the MAC what I'm spitting Take you ten years just to stack what I'm getting, young boy Yeah, young b**h, man, 6 Kiss mixtape Take that mask off, you can't rap what I'm living Try to take that, send your back on a mission Leave his head cracked with his face all missing You don't even care, but your girl really miss him Pay cash down for a show, just to kiss him Get a little head, cause the game too consistent No a**isting, riding tints, I'm weeded With mic I beat it, cause the case I beat it And her face, I beaded, put my back against the wall Best believe I squeeze it, like the drink You n***as playing with Visas, I'm in Monticello Feeling pure, eating pizza Don't like rappers, don't like s**ers Don't like snitches, don't like busters Spit a couple rhymes, cause my mind like a toaster Get a little hot with the bread, I'll toast ya, n***a