This is a song about "Honey bears"

Forget it you just want the money honey

Third ward general, young cash money

Hear what i said honey?

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

I bee so bumble, ill sting ya n flirt with ur honey

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Time is money, that's the acronym for my name honey

Purchased bottles of honey, ain't got no spouse

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Let me rideuntil i get free

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

And its simple as that baby

And be the honey bee

Neck full of gold, i'm attracted to the honey

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free