TRAVIS SCOTT Ft Don Toliver - No Comments (Lyrics)

[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