Dylan Ross - Hologram Glock lyrics

[Hook: Dylan Ross] b**hes lay it down b**hes lay it down b**hes lay, b**hes lay, b**hes, b**hes lay it down [x5] [Verse 1: Bones] Lay it down on the ground if ya talkin' bout me It's that Cadillac swervin' backwood burnin' skinny white playing P Imma k** em, Imma grill em Put em' in the grave and get the shovel Burn me alive Sleep in the rubble Hang with gorillas I live in the jungle 10 toes down like Barney Rubble Step too close imma burst yo bubble Running that mouth and you gon' get trouble So many b**hes but Bones don't love em They say cuff em, They say buck em Throw em' in the trunk and f**ing lock em Mask on my face like a f**ing doctor Long a** hair like a f**ing rocker Never gon' stop me Never gon' top me Be out the window Roddy Shotty So homebody, ain't nobody f**ing with me when it come to rhyming Come to styling, Come to flowin' b**h I'm locked and f**ing loaded b**h you know this I'm the man Step on the scene with the blade on my hand Young Charles Manson, they think I'm god Body my feet when I'm coming around Turn yo water to Hennessy Turn yo man to my enemy All these diamonds, All this ice b**h I look like Vanilla Ice but twice as nice And triple the steez Young Conway with the dripped out beat [Hook] [Verse 2: Dylan Ross] I'm flexing a Motorola pager Dripped Out Jesus I'm that savior Pulling out bangers I put you in danger Right into obituary in the paper Saw me earlier in the day thought I was just another stranger Little did you know that later I'd be the one to f**ing yank ya Now I'm swangin' lane to lane in a candy coded Chevy Blazer I'm bout pulling a mask up over my skull and balling through in a caper Like JGRXXN I'm about that paper Shooting sharper than a razor Living life like It's the 90s and It's 1998 trick Masquerades I'm 26 this Aryan skin up on my framework Keeping that honey by my side yeah that's my little [?] iager I'm on The creek I'm creeping up to yo street Got a blunt off in my hand wood but it's comin for two less heat Got the beat with the liq-weed Mang, whats the deeds If I beast fool then I'm under earth I leave this place deceased In the hallways and the cuts In the crevice and the crease If you make a wrong move then watch my murder rate increase [Hook]