NO COMMENTS

[Chorus: Don Toliver]

This shit here ironic

I'm smokin' chronic

Pop one more, might vomit

Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh

Turn off your comments, uh (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, uh (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments (Woo)

This shit here ironic (Ironic)

I'm smokin' chronic (I'm smokin')

Pop one more, might vomit (Uh-huh)

Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh (Uh-huh)

Turn off your comments

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

[Verse: Don Toliver]

I'm just tryna get to know you, bae

Put your legs on my shoulder, bae

Come in here closer, got more to say

You the main banker, made more today

Sold me a putz and I'm on the K

You had me up good, bet I owe you, bae

Yeah, I got somethin' I wanna show you, bae

You're doin' too much, better pump the brakes, ah

Oh, when the JACKBOYS runnin' up the stakes

We come in here to bop and rip up the place

And shawty, she a freak, wanna fuck my face

I'll tell you when I'm cummin', I'ma nut, okay?

Don't read those comments, they got nothin' to say

Don't read those comments, they got nothin' to say

They got nothin' to say

[Chorus: Don Toliver]

This shit here ironic

I'm smokin' chronic

Pop one more, might vomit

Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh

Turn off your comments, uh (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, uh (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments (Woo)

This shit here ironic (Ironic)

I'm smokin' chronic (I'm smokin')

Pop one more, might vomit (Uh-huh)

Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh (Uh-huh)

Turn off your comments

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

Turn off your comments, yeah (Don't read it, baby)

[Interlude]

You're listening to JB2

This is my station, yeah

[Outro: Bun B]

So if you ain't parked or backed in, somebody beep, you have to pull over

Find a payphone, have some change

You know what I'm sayin'?

All that type of shit just to answer the call

That's the problem, like we was, we was makin' enough money, we had the ho

And we ain't have nobody to hit 'cause nobody else had them hoes

That's just bein' pimp