This is a song about "Anything green get bun"

You will do anything to get in the driving seat

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

I just know what you mean

Thought police, your mind's not green.

Riding around without a fuck given

He found this ample time to touch her bun,

I was born to do the damn thing

But we didnt learn anything

Let my angel sing

If your kids need anything,

To holler about anything? anything? anything? (x2)

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

To holler about anything? anything? anything? (x2)

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

He uses anything he can find to get high

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie