The Singles Jukebox

We are also on some kind of drug, only it’s one that makes us want to throw up.

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Mo Kim: Melatonin?
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Micha Cavaseno: YOUNG GERALD is nothing if not competent. But that’s about it. He yammers on about lust and desire in such a dry way, you get the feeling he could actually be sarcastic in how fanatically he’s limited himself to that Drake-lite cadence. Everything here is surprisingly insufficient; Marc E.’s hook seems overstuffed and unremarkable, and the production here consists of little more than a synth trick and a drum pad. There’s nothing to distract you from GERALD who informs a girl that he owns her pearl, and thereby owns his girl… On second thought, maybe I want a little less personality from him.
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David Sheffieck: The fact that G-Eazy is able to deliver verses this simultaneously cringeworthy and risible without giving himself a stroke is kinda amazing; the confidence that he’s a sex god must qualify as some kind of super power. One point to Bassy, who delivers the perfectly low-budget BJ the Chicago Kid hook that the song deserves.
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Iain Mew: It’s lazily self-involved, full of demands-barely-disguised-as-requests with music that’s passive aggressive enough to match. In the context, putting the perfunctory verse about how she’s special and he’s giving her such great sex at the start, and getting that over with quickly so the song can focus on him more, seems appropriate, if not self-aware.
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Will Adams: I thought I liked this a lot more when I first heard it on the radio, until I realized I was hearing the Earwulf remix, which is like “Latch” run through a paper shredder. The original has none of Earwulf’s glitchy accents, leaving only G-Eazy’s painfully hilarious attempts to convince us he’s good at sex.
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Thomas Inskeep: I would be very, very happy to never again her another white U.S. rapper for the rest of my life. I blame Vanilla Ice and Eminem in equal measures. And why is that none of these guys know any good hook singers, either? 
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Edward Okulicz: The entire set of lyrics of this song reads like a 13-year-old kid’s attempt to write a sex jam. The entire playing length sounds like it too. Spilling cliche upon cliche, it aims for sexy, misses, and isn’t even crude enough to be noteworthy for that either. Rhyming with “own that pearl” with “bone you, girl,” really?
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Katherine St Asaph: “I’m on some kind of drug. You remind me of them, some of them over here. You get me high like some of them right over here. Can’t explain, I wouldn’t say, I mean, but this is one. Some kind of drug. I’ve been addicted. It’s very good. I like a lot of highs. I like being high. I don’t have much time to get high right now in terms of the drugs, but I like doing them. Can’t explain all the highs. This is one I just did, the herb. I hear that’s a drug that people do. I hear you can’t get it out of your system. They just sent me these two drugs. They get me high like you. These are some kinds of drugs that are good, this one and that one. That one, you know. Being on that one gets me high, and also on you.”
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