Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blog, artist - Moneybagg Yo. Date of issue: 10.08.2017
Song language: English
Blog |
| 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 nigga |
| I thought you was 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 at me |
| I’m hitting her from the back and she like fuck my baby daddy, yeah |
| Fuck his tied ass, fuck that nigga, he ain’t shit |
| Want me to stay in the house while he somewhere with that bitch, hold up |
| I’m a real nigga, I don’t pillow talk 'bout niggas |
| 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, ayy |
| 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 nigga |
| I thought you was 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 gon' 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 |
| Niggas 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 spazz? |
| Or should I be green, play some get back with her |
| Fuck her friend, make her mad, ayy |
| 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 nigga |
| I thought you was 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 |