This is a song about "Bout dat"

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Yes we bout it bout it/

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Through all the rain and the pain

We got dat guns and flow

Call me whatever joe

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Now i focus on the things dat i want so bad,

Soon as i come home

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Your the type dat can never be replaced,

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste