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"Blog." - Moneybagg Yo

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 10:43 am

Album: Federal 3X

Track No: 05

I thought you was smart, ho
Why you ain't play your part, ho?
I bought you a bag and you went put that on the blog, ho
I thought you was street, my ****
I thought you a killer
You say you gon' shoot me
Why you type that shit on Twitter, hey?
I'm gettin' real money, no it's not a secret, no it's no facade
How you gon' beat a charge, puttin' your whole life on a blog?
How you gon' suck and fuck me then tell my bitch, you done lost, ho?
How you gon' go against the grain', I can't fuck with you at all, ho?
I heard he like to subtweet, I guess he scared to add me
I'm hitting her from the back and she like fuck my baby daddy, yeah
Fuck his tied ass, fuck that ****, he ain't shit
Want me to stay in the house while he somewhere
With that bitch, hold up
I'm a real ****, I don't pillow talk 'bout ****
He heard rumors 'bout her fuckin' on that, he said he gon' kill her
I heard rumors he gon' spazz out if he ever see me with her
This no rumor, come the right way 'cause you now I keep my pistol, ay
Why you gon' make a fake page and DM my bitch
And tell her my business?
How you gon' try to deny it, I know it was you, it wasn't no witness
How you gon' say you my dog
But you fuckin' off with the enemy?
How you gon' say you a man
But all in your feelings, you got some bitch tendencies?
I thought you was smart, ho
Why you ain't play your part, ho?
I bought you a bag and you went put that on the blog, ho
I thought you was street, my ****
I thought you a killer
You say you gon' shoot me
Why you type that shit on Twitter, hey?
I'm gettin' real money, no it's not a secret, no it's no facade
How you gon' beat a charge, puttin' your whole life on a blog?
How you gon' suck and fuck me then tell my bitch, you done lost, ho?
How you gon' go against the grain', I can't fuck with you at all, ho?
How you say you don't care
Tryna post shit to make me mad, bitch?
I had to cut you off, put you in the past like my last bitch
How you gon' say you gangster
When you seen me in public and bitched up?
But on the net talkin' tough gon' let her come and get you hit up, hey
Fake been a fold, never should I
Put the police in the business, never would I
**** talkin' crazy, I don't let it faze me
Why you mad? I never understood why
Bitter bitches on the internet tryna bash me
Should I call the ho and spaz?
Or should I be green, play some get back with her?
Fuck her friend, make her mad, hey?
Why you playin'? if we don't catch you we send shots at your mans
Have the clan pull up in vans and pop you like a Xan'
I thought she was smart, she couldn't play her part
I had to pay her some
Bitch you had Tiffany on the way, and was gon' put a new ass on you
I thought you was smart, ho
Why you ain't play your part, ho?
I bought you a bag and you went put that on the blog, ho
I thought you was street, my ****
I thought you a killer
You say you gon' shoot me
Why you type that shit on Twitter, hey?
I'm gettin' real money, no it's not a secret, no it's no facade
How you gon' beat a charge, puttin' your whole life on a blog?
How you gon' suck and fuck me then tell my bitch, you done lost, ho?
How you gon' go against the grain', I can't fuck with you at all, ho?

Writer(s): Demario White.

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