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I thought you was smart, ho (I thought you was smart, ho)
Why you ain't play your part, ho? (Why you ain't play your part)
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 (I thought you were gangsta)
You say you gon' shoot me
Why you type that shit on Twitter, hey (why you type that shit on Twitter)
(Huh?) I'm gettin' real money, no it's not a secret, no it's no façade (no, he's not a figure)
How you gon' beat a charge, puttin' your whole life on a blog (that's a good question)
How you gon' suck and fuck me then tell my bitch, you done lost, ho (found out you was twelve)
How you gon' go against the grain', I can't fuck with you at all, ho (I can't fuck with you at all)

I heard he like to subtweet, I guess he scared to at me (pussy)
I'm hitting her from the back and she like fuck my baby daddy, yeah (fuck that nigga)
Fuck his tied ass, fuck (fuck) that nigga, he ain't shit (he ain't)
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 (so, what?)
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 (why you do that?)
How you gon' try to deny it, I know it was you, it wasn't no witness (I know it was you)
How you gon' say you my dog
But you fuckin' off with the enemy (you open her)
How you gon' say you a man
But all in your feelings, you got some bitch tendencies (pussy)

I thought you was smart, ho (I thought you was smart, ho)
Why you ain't play your part, ho? (Why you ain't play your part)
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 (I thought you were gangsta)
You say you gon' shoot me
Why you type that shit on Twitter, hey (why you type that shit on Twitter)
(Huh?) I'm gettin' real money, no it's not a secret, no it's no façade (no, he's not a figure)
How you gon' beat a charge, puttin' your whole life on a blog (that's a good question)
How you gon' suck and fuck me then tell my bitch, you done lost, ho (found out you was twelve)
How you gon' go against the grain', I can't fuck with you at all, ho (I can't fuck with you at all)

How you gon' say you don't care, tryna post shit to make me mad bitch (bitch)
I had to cut you off, put you in the past like my last bitch (like my last ho)
How you gon' say you gangster when you seen me in public and bitched up (yeah, you 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 (never)
Niggas talkin' crazy, I don't let it faze me, why you mad? I never understood why (I dunno)
Bitter bitches on the internet tryna bash me, should I call the ho and spazz? (Should I?)
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 (pop)
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 (I thought you was smart, ho)
Why you ain't play your part, ho? (Why you ain't play your part)
I bought you a bag and you went put that on the blog, ho (you put that shit on)
I thought you was street, my nigga
I thought you was killer (I thought you were gangsta)
You say you gon' shoot me
Why you type that shit on Twitter (why you type that shit on Twitter)
(Huh?) I'm gettin' real money, no it's not a secret, no it's no façade (no, he's not a figure)
How you gon' beat a charge, puttin' your whole life on a blog (that's a good question)
How you gon' suck and fuck me then tell my bitch, you done lost, ho (found out you was twelve)




How you gon' go against the grain', I can't fuck with you at all, ho
(I can't fuck with you at all, ho)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Moneybagg Yo’s song β€œBlog” appear to be a message to someone who he thought was close to him, but who let him down in some way. Throughout the song, he refers to this person as a β€œho” and wonders why they didn’t β€œplay their part.” He seems particularly angry that this person put a bag that he bought them on the blog, potentially exposing his private life and wealth to others. Moreover, he criticizes this person for talking tough on social media, but not following through on their threats in real life.


There is also a sense of betrayal in the lyrics, as Moneybagg Yo wonders why this person would sleep with him and then tell someone else about it. He suggests that this person is not as gangsta as they claim to be, and that they are willing to betray him at the first opportunity. In many ways, the lyrics to β€œBlog” are about loyalty and trust – or the lack of it. It seems that Moneybagg Yo is deeply disappointed by someone he thought he could rely on, and he is lashing out in this song as a result.


Line by Line Meaning

I thought you was smart, ho
I believed you were intelligent, but now I'm not so sure


Why you ain't play your part, ho?
Why didn't you do what you were supposed to do?


I bought you a bag and you went put that on the blog, ho
I gave you a gift, and you publicly showed it off on social media


I thought you was street, my nigga
I believed you were from the streets and had credibility


I thought you was killer
I believed you were tough and could handle yourself


You say you gon' shoot me, why you type that shit on Twitter, hey
You threaten to harm me, yet you post it on a public forum for everyone to see


How you gon' beat a charge, puttin' your whole life on a blog
How do you expect to win a legal case when you expose all your actions on social media?


How you gon' suck and fuck me then tell my bitch, you done lost, ho
How can you have sex with me and then tell my significant other, you lost interest?


How you gon' go against the grain', I can't fuck with you at all, ho
How can you act against my best interests? I can no longer associate with you


I heard he like to subtweet, I guess he scared to at me (pussy)
I heard he likes to make indirect, cowardly remarks on social media rather than confronting me directly


I'm hitting her from the back and she like fuck my baby daddy, yeah
I'm having sex with her from behind, and she wants nothing to do with her current partner


Fuck his tied ass, fuck (fuck) that nigga, he ain't shit (he ain't)
I have disdain for her current partner, who is likely not a good person


Want me to stay in the house while he somewhere with that bitch, hold up
She wants me to stay home while she goes out with her lover, absolutely not


I'm a real nigga, I don't pillow talk 'bout niggas
I am an authentic person, who doesn't gossip about others


He heard rumors 'bout her fuckin' on that, he said he gon' kill her
He heard rumors about her being unfaithful, so he threatened her with violence


I heard rumors he gon' spazz out if he ever see me with her (so, what?)
I heard that he might react violently if he sees me with her, doesn't bother me


This no rumor, come the right way 'cause you now I keep my pistol, ayy
This is not a rumor, if you have a problem, approach me directly because I have a gun


Why you gon' make a fake page and DM my bitch and tell her my business (why you do that?)
Why did you create a fake profile, message my girlfriend and tell her my personal information?


How you gon' try to deny it, I know it was you, it wasn't no witness (I know it was you)
How can you lie about it? I have proof that it was you, and nobody else saw it


How you gon' say you my dog, but you fuckin' off with the enemy (you open her)
How can you claim to be my friend, yet you hang out with people who are likely against me?


How you gon' say you don't care, tryna post shit to make me mad bitch (bitch)
How can you say you don't care, yet you are intentionally posting things to annoy me?


I had to cut you off, put you in the past like my last bitch (like my last ho)
I had to end our relationship, just like I did with my previous girlfriend


How you gon' say you gangster when you seen me in public and bitched up (yeah, you bitched up)
How can you claim to be a gangster, yet you acted cowardly when you saw me in person?


But on the net talkin' tough, gon' let her come and get you hit up, hey
But you act tough online, I'm going to let her bring harm to you


Fake been a fold, never should I put the police in the business, never would I (never)
Fake people always fold under pressure, I would never involve the police in any situation


Niggas talkin' crazy, I don't let it faze me, why you mad? I never understood why (I dunno)
People are saying delusional things, but it doesn't bother me. Why are you so upset? I never understood why


Bitter bitches on the internet tryna bash me, should I call the ho and spazz? (Should I?)
Jealous women on social media are trying to publicly degrade me. Should I call them and lose my temper?


Or should I be green, play some get back with her, fuck her friend, make her mad, ayy
Or should I remain calm and exact revenge in a subtle way? Like having sex with her friend to anger her


Why you playin'? If we don't catch you we send shots at your mans
Why are you pretending? If we don't catch you, we will hurt your friends


Have the clan pull up in vans and pop you like a Xan (pop)
Have our group come in vans and shoot you multiple times, like taking Xanax


I thought she was smart, she couldn't play her part
I thought she was intelligent, but she couldn't follow through with what was expected of her


I had to pay her some, bitch, you had Tiffany on the way, and was gon' put a new ass on you
I had to pay her some money. You were pregnant and were planning on getting plastic surgery


Why you type that shit on Twitter (why you type that shit on Twitter)
Why did you post that on Twitter?


How you gon' go against the grain', I can't fuck with you at all, ho (I can't fuck with you at all, ho)
How can you act against my interests? I can no longer be associated with you




Lyrics Β© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Demario White, Dyllan Christopher McKinney

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Comments from YouTube:

@pk_1

Love a Moneybagg beat!πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

@egyptjulietcompletenonsens2703

moneybagg yo is a storytella and I hope he never stops one of the reasons he winning. he straight painting pictures. I'm seeing everything he says go down.

@tarshalawilliams5295

EgyptJuliet completenonsense yes

@opp8422

Storytella

@sarabowden9785

I swear In almost every song he do

@sarabowden9785

Pride. toxic. back n forth.. 4 da moment.. Don't kno.. they all like movies to my ears lol

@larryabbitt4694

He goes hard on this one

@purposeandgoals1189

Already the most underrated song on the tape

@wrightdortch6791

Dis dude went so hard

@michellecossett2217

Love yo music u speak the truth

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