This is a song about "She bout it"

She ain't much taller than me, but who cares bout that

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

You don't get it now give it 'bout a year or two

Around me would always abuse it with rappers talking bout

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

All she thinking bout is how to take his last,

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out

I'm in it to win it. i don't give a fuck what you're talking 'bout

She says it, you do it

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

And don’t worry bout my name, you gon know it soon enough...

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

Another love song about shit

She went down then kissed it