Rjmrla Money Goals Lyrics

[Chorus]
I don't love these hoes, don't need these hoes for nothin'
I run these hoes, I bleed these hoes and love it
But f*ck it, though, my gun explode, I'm bussin'
I got money goals, bitch, keep these hunnids comin'
I got money goals, bitch, keep these hunnids comin'
Shit, I don't love these hoes, I bleed these hoes and love it
Bitch, I got money goals,I keep these hunnids comin'
Money goals, bitch, keep these hunnids comin'
I got money goals, bitch, keep these hunnid's comin'
I don't love these hoes, I bleed these hoes for nothin'

[Verse 1]
I don't love these hoes, I bleed these hoes
Hunnids like the gun I load, I keep mine on
Mighta had to swing on hoes on Figaro
Put my bitch on cheetah mode, that feline soul
Scratch a bitch you can't catch a trick
Million dollar game in my Kapernicks
Only spit the game out in fragments
Spit that yoga flame out that mackin' clip, oh, I-I

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't trust 'em, never love 'em, no discussion
Let my main bitch buss 'em, I'on never let her f*ck 'em
I don't love 'em, never trust 'em, let my main bitch buss 'em
Blue hunnids, keep 'em coming, Mr. R, motherf*cker
[Chorus]
I don't love these hoes, don't need these hoes for nothin'
I run these hoes, I bleed these hoes and love it
But f*ck it, though, my gun explode, I'm bussin'
I got money goals, bitch, keep these hunnids comin'
I got money goals, bitch, keep these hunnids comin'
Shit, I don't love these hoes, I bleed these hoes and love it Bitch, I got money goals, I keep these hunnids comin'
Money goals, bitch, keep these hunnids comin'
I got money goals, bitch, keep these hunnid's comin'
I don't love these hoes, I bleed these hoes for nothin'

[Verse 2]
Like, I don't need these hoes, I'm embarrassed
Like menstrual, I'll bleed these hoes, period
Ask me what kinda jeans I'm on, Amiris
Walk in with my gun exposed, I'm fearless
Clearly, lately feeling like the realest nigga
Choppas with bananas, yeah, Magilla Gorilla
Bitch, I think I'm Frank Lucas, dope dealer, chinchilla
Or I might be Joe Louis, bitch, where your antennas?

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't trust 'em, never love 'em, no discussion
Let my main bitch buss 'em, I'on never let her f*ck 'em
I don't love 'em, never trust 'em, let my main bitch buss 'em
Blue hunnids, keep 'em coming, Mr. R, motherf*cker
[Chorus]
I don't love these hoes, don't need these hoes for nothin'
I run these hoes, I bleed these hoes and love it
But f*ck it, though, my gun explode, I'm bussin'
I got money goals, bitch, keep these hunnids comin'
I got money goals, bitch, keep these hunnids comin'
Shit, I don't love these hoes, I bleed these hoes and love it
Bitch, I got money goals, I keep these hunnids comin'
Money goals, bitch, keep these hunnids comin'
I got money goals, bitch, keep these hunnid's comin'
I don't love these hoes, I bleed these hoes for nothin'