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moneybagg yo - blog lyrics

[chorus]
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 n-gg-
i thought you was k!ller
you say you gon’ shoot me
why you type that sh-t 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 f-ck me then tell my b-tch, you done lost ho
how you gon’ go against the grain’, i can’t f-ck with you at all ho

[verse 1]
i heard he like to subtweet, i guess he scared to at me
i’m hitting her from the back and she like f-ck my baby daddy, yeah
f-ck his tied -ss, f-ck that n-gg-, he ain’t sh-t
want me to stay in the house while he somewhere with that b-tch, hold up
i’m a real n-gg-, i don’t pillow talk ’bout n-gg-s
he heard rumors ’bout her f-ckin’ on that, he said he gon’ k!ll 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 b-tch 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 f-ckin’ off with the enemy
how you gon’ say you a man
but all in your feelings, you got some b-tch tendencies

[verse 2]
how you gon’ say you don’t care, tryna post sh-t to make me mad b-tch
i had to cut you off, put you in the past like my last b-tch
how you gon’ say you gangster when you seen me in public and b-tched 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
n-gg-s talkin’ crazy, i don’t let it faze me, why you mad? i never understood why
bitter b-tches on the internet tryna bash me, should i call the ho and spazz?
or should i be green, play some get back with her
f-ck 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’
b-tch you had tiffany on the way, and was gon’ put a new -ss on you

- moneybagg yo lyrics

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