Tuesday’s Tunes: Never Thought We’d Say This, But German Trap is Actually Bangin’

Hamburg trap queen Haiyti's new album, "City Tarif", is catchy and kitschy AF in an irresistible way.

Germany? Trap music? Together?!? Impossible, you say! You’re wrong, friends. Apparently, the Germans in particular were super influenced by the heyday of rowdy American Southerners like Future and Migos. As a result, there’s a sick trap scene popping off in Germany right now with rappers like Juicy Gay and Estikay gaining devoted followings on Instagram, soundcloud, you name it. The latest addition to that medley of people rapping really fast in German about luxury cars and bottles of champagne? Hamburg’s Haiyti a.k.a. Robbery—an up and coming trap artist who, in our opinion, is the most creatively and sonically promising of the whole bunch.

She just dropped her sophomore album, City Tarif, and not gonna lie: we’ve been rotating it on repeat for a few days now, despite our complete and utter lack of understanding of anything in German other than ‘schintzel’ or ‘currywurst’. City Tarif bulldozes with infectious beats, chilled out slurriness and aggressive spurts of energy. From the slow-mo, moody and more-than-a-little-hazy track “Pete Doherty” to the punchy and straight-outta-the-club production of “Quadro”, this album hits you fierce.

And back to the whole language thing: Haiyti’s vibe on this LP is so considered, you’ll do just fine for now without understanding what she’s spitting. Practically the whole thing is one big, carefree nod to the trap culture of flaunting, wanting and taking: with track names like “Club Money” (another super catchy number, by the way) and liberal use of vocoder throughout, you get what Haiyti’s going for. Coupled with the contrast between her harsh and, well, not very ghetto-sounding German and the hardcore aesthetics of her trap production, City Tarif becomes unique, captivating and mysterious. Is the whole album an exercise in irony, or is it earnest? Is Haiyti basing her persona off of American trap as some sort of cynical and self-aware yet effective project—or is she just making the music she thinks is dope?

Who knows, and at this point, who cares. It’s official, people: German trap is bangin’.