Album: N/A
Producer: Mike WiLL Made It
Label: EarDrummers Entertainment, Interscope Records

Those crazy kids with the squeaky voices and impossible, vaguely Danish name, they did it again. “No Type” opens with plenty of space on the track between those synth chords, the sonic equivalent of someone of great importance and girth spreading his arms on the dancefloor to create a circle to bask in. Then the drums drop and Swae Lee tells you about his democratic taste—you just feel that you’re in the presence of greatness. “You ain’t got no life,” he says, as if anyone hearing this song could feel anything but alive. The rich promise of a colorblind society populated by only the baddest humans. Lead us into tomorrow, Rae Sremmurd. You two have accomplished what none of us thought possible. —Ross Scarano