This is a song about "We bout 2 shine"

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Just think of me and don't forget bout what we had

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Tell her we got big dicks, how 'bout him, you, and me

Yes we bout it bout it/

I'm on my uk shit

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Don't matter bout the color we all the same and there is no in between

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream