Expansion

Smoke DZA & Young Roddy & Domo Genesis - Rap
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[Chorus: Domo Genesis] Every night I dream of expanding my chips Light tan on my bitch Chillin, knockin white sand out my kicks I want it all man How can I resist? Gotta love it, till my situation bubblin, I'm a canabis twist You dig? Every night I dream of expanding my chips Light tan on my bitch Chillin, knockin white sand out my kicks I want it all man How can I resist? Gotta love it, till my situation bubblin, I'm a canabis twist You dig? [Verse 1: Young Roddy] Talking numbers with Filthy got me excited On some thirsty shit like [?] So righteous Don't fight it Light it, move ten pounds, I'm on a diet Can't put this on Snap, might get me indicted You ain't never seen no bud like this No club like this No plug like this Fam, know the only thing you move is your mouth I'm in some prototype [?] [?] only person that got it is Ralph Still beating sand out my Stan Smiths I got a lotta pares, so I can't trip Throw them bitches out in the [?] Damn this, dawg, I need answers Still tracking the package, now it's [?] transit My lil homie need two to hit the campus I respect the breakdown [?] You know Kush god stay on the road, can't sit Me, I get it done, you niggas is analyst [Chorus: Domo Genesis] Every night I dream of expanding my chips Light tan on my bitch Chillin, knockin white sand out my kicks I want it all man How can I resist? Gotta love it, till my situation bubblin, I'm a canabis twist You dig? Every night I dream of expanding my chips Light tan on my bitch Chillin, knockin white sand out my kicks I want it all man How can I resist? Gotta love it, till my situation bubblin, I'm a canabis twist You dig? [Verse 2 ?] Give it to a nigga straight up Never throw no curveballs No sick days, no days off When it come to getting that work off No handouts, I grind out Just to get mine, I work for it I work to it Only spitting that hard shit, no nerf ball I came up, and they pissed off Still rap like I'm piss poor Peal off, real talk This the lifestyle they can't afford So I stay strapped, X-mode We go way back, since wave caps We on the move, no U-haul Money short like [?] Push eightballs, no q balls [?] Never pop no pills, but keep my cup muddy Saving up my rap checks, spend that drug money Blow money, dope money, you will never know money If the price right, we bring it to your front door money Came up, and I stayed down Her ass up, and her face down Big homie don't play around [?] in they playground Get rich, or die trying This true shit, ain't no lieing [Chorus: Domo Genesis] Every night I dream of expanding my chips Light tan on my bitch Chillin, knockin white sand out my kicks I want it all man How can I resist? Gotta love it, till my situation bubblin, I'm a canabis twist You dig? Every night I dream of expanding my chips Light tan on my bitch Chillin, knockin white sand out my kicks I want it all man How can I resist? Gotta love it, till my situation bubblin, I'm a canabis twist You dig? [Verse 3 ?] I'm way too high for the bullshit So much fuckery I'm just a hill kid that's thrusting the luxury Not even luxury, see I'm kinda lying though I still sweat it out on the fields, I'm still tryna grow See I'm still lying though, I ain't just tryna grow Plantations out on the mountains, they still flying though Shout out to Jonny Shipes, shout out to [?] Shout out to DZA man, my whole terf's on I joined the Smokers Club, they told me bring my lungs I'm the bringer of the bud, couple pounds for the love It was calling me a scrub, now they calling me the plug And I don't pick up my phone, unless it's 600 or up I said I don't pick up my phone at all [?] Friends is snitching, know they wrong Never loved me or my songs Just nod the head and play along But it's good though I know how to cut my grass, I ain't mad CauseI know what snakes look like, y'all can kiss my ass
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Credits
- Writers
- Smoke DZA
- Domo Genesis
- Young Roddy