Type Shit

Metro Boomin's "Type Shit" arrives as a summit meeting disguised as a flex record, with Future, Travis Scott, and Playboi Carti trading verses over a beat that feels less produced than excavated. The instrumental is all cavernous low end and stabbing, detuned synth brass — a Metro signature pushed to its most cinematic extreme, where the drums hit with the dry crack of something recorded in an empty warehouse. The emotional landscape isn't triumph so much as exhaustion at the top: the flexes come delivered with a numb, half-bored authority, wealth described the way you'd describe weather. Vocally the record is a study in contrasts — Future's melodic slur bleeding into Travis's processed, reverb-drenched ad-libs, then Carti's helium yelp puncturing everything like a jump scare. The lyric essence is territorial: this is our sound, our tax bracket, our version of the code, and everything outside it is counterfeit. It landed in early 2024 attached to the Metro–Future *We Don't Trust You* run, a project that dominated the discourse as much for its beefs as its music, giving the song a charged, gossip-adjacent afterlife. Best heard loud in a car at night on an empty highway, or in a club at the moment the room decides it's committed.