The reviews are in!
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[4.57]
Iain Mew: That chorus! The catchiness, the way the backing morphs to suggest that it is hitting with enough impact to warp space and time, the concept! I foresee this being my go-to anthem for clicking the comma formatting button on Excel.
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David Lee: This song’s conceit is straight silliness. Talking about bandz implies lots of cash — monetary instruments employed by those who have bank accounts chock full of commas. On a gut level, though, it’s pretty fun. After all, a lesser version of “B.M.F.” is still a lesser version of “B.M.F.”
[6]
Patrick St. Michel: I want to like this more, but the hook just sounds awkward (not to mention it fails to make much sense).
[4]
Anthony Easton: Is it weird that I find the weirdly aspirational bit of this kind of bothersome? The Polo Ralph Lauren, the line about not being able to afford the jewelry, the thousand dollars on a debit card (most likely one of those with vampiric interest rates), holding Birdman’s money, the desperation of the line “I promise I will never go broke,” all hidden beyond an incredibly obnoxious chorus that sounds like the money is already there. (Almost like puking after cunnilingus because the hair is real. There is a connection between the artifice of smooth money and the artifice of smooth pussy being hinted at here.)
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Brad Shoup: How to deviate from the formula? We are offered the sound of buffering issues. I absolutely don’t give a fuck about shitting on bands. And “find pussy hair in my vomit”? That’s not diminishing returns. That’s an overdraft.
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Crystal Leww: The hook of this is meant to set L.E.P. Bogus Boys apart from the current rap theme of bandz, boasting about bank account commas instead. It’s a weird approach that they’re taking, functioning inside of the system, trusting the man with your money as opposed to carrying around cash. But “Commas” doesn’t thrill because despite this obvious attempt to differentiate, it doesn’t really do anything actually different. That screwy beat sounds exactly like something Juicy J would do. They got the big boss man Lil’ Wayne to do a verse. He even sounds kind of okay, but he’s doing his usual thing rapping about women and shouting out YMCMB. This sounds familiar instead of new.
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Daniel Montesinos-Donaghy: Southside is on the skittering beat, yet again marking the difference between his work for 1017 Brick Squad and, well, everybody else. These beats demand unhinged C-listers like Frenchie or P Smurf over them, not gruff no-jokes Chicagoan pugilists and drastically fallen superstars. The fallen superstars are the reason you’re here anyway, so: Wayne is legitimately upsetting to listen to, rapping about vomiting pubic hair and laughing too goddamn much. As for Ma$e, he’s damn near impossible to find. In the words of Jim Jones, “is that you Betha??”
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