Jon Jones

What you know about bowls? What you know about Jon Jones?

You ain't never go and get no load, ain't talking 'bout washing clothes

Aye, ****, what you know about grams? You ain't never had to cook no yams

You ain't never have a pretty bitch tell you to put her on film

****, you ain't pulling up trim

She know I get fly I'm the cleanup, I'll swing the stick like Jeter

You ain't have to slice no pizza

**** acting like he got a big charge, it was just a misdemeanor

****, you ain't fighting no demons

You know your ho just cheating, **** better get out his feelings

Aye, 'cause I'm in my bag

I been getting rack after rack, it's hard to make me mad

Miss Cook, the word got me some money, I hate I skipped your class

You hear this song, just call my phone, I'll send you a stack

Get caught with dope and you right back, ****, then you a

I ain't gotta say it, ****, already know what it is, I'm speaking facts

And if you waiting for me to fall, you can sit back, relax

30 Glock, switch attached, turn that bitch to a Mac, cryin'

Run it up to the max, free the bros

Who sleeping on the mats?

Aye, ain't gotta tell you

Just know that I love you

If you sittin' behind my back

And if you a fan, watch how you run up, 'cause I don't know how I react

And I ain't that free, but bitch, my club be throwin' bricks like Shaq, tellin' ya

What you know about bowls? What you know about Jon Jones?

You ain't never go and get no load, ain't talking 'bout washing clothes

Aye, ****, what you know about grams? You ain't never had to cook no yams

You ain't never have a pretty bitch tell you to put her on film

****, you ain't pulling up trim

She know I get fly I'm the cleanup, I'll swing the stick like Jeter

You ain't have to slice no pizza

**** acting like he got a big charge, it was just a misdemeanor

****, you ain't fighting no demons

You know your ho just cheating