Steppin' On Bees Lyrics

I walk in the booth and start steppin' on bees

These bitches are trippin they don't know I'm P

I'm leveling up you ain't even with me

I throw the AP on you know it ain't cheep

Uh

Look at me

Touch on me

Bet your lil bro wanna fuck on me

He put his cash and his trust in me

I live this lavish life comfortably

Ooo ooo

Now he in love with the crew

He textin me callin me boo

But I ain't in the mood

I step in and drop cash on it

Foreign whips with no tags on it

No seat belt bitch I'm in the mood

Four drinks yeah and I'm gettin loose

Light you up I won't blow a fuse

Don't come around here with that attitude

When I walk by your man I know who he choose

It's me that he wants he say I'm his muse

I ain't tryna be rude but you like a dude

I ain't into cappin I'm tellin the truth

This pricy

Sis bite me

Can't put a price tag on me

Got Dolce all over my body

All over my body

You don't know shit about money

But I'm over here whipping a rari

I'm in Turks yeah sippin Bacardi

On a yacht cause my life is party

Back to back with the hits like Cardi

Bless these hoes but I don't say sorry

Caviar with the calamari

Matches well with the money on me

Look at my wrist

Look at my fit

You jealous bitch

You ain't on shit