This is a song about "Anything random"

But we didnt learn anything

I was born to do the damn thing

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

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

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Where i tend to let out random rhymes...

Bun b, i’m underground king

If they need anything,

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

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

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

I love you more than anything