When “Trap Queen” dropped last year and exploded into “biggest song in the world” levels, many people, including myself, were calling bullshit. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a great song, but Fetty Wap, a previously unknown one-eyed rap singer out of New Jersey, had one-hit wonder written all over him. He just seemed poised to become just one more internet harvested rapper who puts out one big song and then just fades away. But that totally did not happen at all. Fetty just kept putting out one hit after another, like “679”, “My Way,” “Again,” and “RGF Island,” and as it stands now, Fetty is a force to be reckoned with in the pop world, and it looks that will remain the case for the foreseeable future. But does that mean this debut album is good? Hell no.
I was honestly excited going into this record, given that it seemed like Fetty had the magic touch on some of his biggest hits, but this 17 track experience is an absolute mess. But let’s get this out of the way first: there absolutely are some amazing songs on here. “Trap Queen” and the DJ Mustard inspired “679” go without saying, but I have to speak on “RGF Island.” This is a slightly less famous Fetty hit, but honestly it can go head to head with “Trap Queen” for the title of his best song. The melody here is just perfect, and the beat, with those pretty pianos and those huge drums, provides a perfect backing track. The song just feels big despite being so simple and being made out of just a few parts, which is what Fetty at his best is great at.
But honestly, that’s about it for songs to write home about. And going into this album I had already heard those songs a million times. (It’s hard to walk around school without hearing Fetty Wap.) So the rest of this album provided little in the way of quality. And it really comes down to variety. While Fetty’s rap/singing without Auto-Tune about trap love style is unique, it gets super boring after a while. Besides those hits, the more menacing “Boomin,” and the more cutesy “Again,” these songs all blend together because Fetty does not switch up the formula. He hops on a big sounding trap beat, finds a melodic idea, and just repeats the fuck out of it for three or four minutes, and it’s not like he’s offering up anything lyrically that’s going to make this less monotonous. When he does rap (which isn’t that often, it’s clear that he’s more of a singer), Fetty stays really close to the money, bitches, alcohol, cars, etc. lyrical topic range, and when this is added onto all of the songs sounding the same, there’s no reason for me to return to any song not named “Trap Queen,” “679,” or “RGF Island.” A shame.
Standout Tracks: “Trap Queen” “679” “RGF Island”