“Candle”
Took me a little bit to realize that was 4batz with the guest verse. Probably could’ve done without him, and would much rather hear Cash on a 4batz song.
Play Cash Cobain was originally supposed to be an EP, Cash Cobain told me when we named him April’s Rookie of the Month. “Nah, that’s for my Play Cash Cobain EP that should be coming out soon,” he said. “‘Dunk Contest‘ is going to be on there too, along with some other songs like ‘Candle’ and ‘Act Like.’”
He also revealed that Drake made the cover art, when I asked him if the Toronto rapper was going to be featured — and would neither confirm or deny whether or not he would on it. Well, Drake didn’t end up making an appearance, which is a little disappointing — but not a deal-breaker, because Cash delivered with the new set.
The Slizzy Kanye — as he refers to himself on “All I Wanna Hear” — gave his fans 19 tracks of some of the horniest lyrics known to man, over some of the most infectious production you’ve ever heard. His sound is his own, and he continues to push sample drill to the limits. He’s been the soundtrack to New York City all summer, and with this album, he’s going to dominate the sound through the fall, as well.
There are plenty of standout tracks, and ranking them was a bit nerve-racking. My favorite songs on here change like the wind with each listen. Check out my top five and let me know what you do and don’t agree with. I’ll get back to you if I’m ever able to stop playing this tape.
Exit Slizzy Summer, Enter Slizzy Autumn.
Took me a little bit to realize that was 4batz with the guest verse. Probably could’ve done without him, and would much rather hear Cash on a 4batz song.
Four words describe this song: very horny, very graphic. This kinda applies to most of the tracks on this album, but still. The beat is the real star of the show here, though. The sample, the Jersey Club bassline — perfection.
This seven-minute megamix featuring 14 other rappers is like Kay Slay’s (RIP) “Rolling Deep” series, which last left things off at 200 rappers and is over an hour long. We need more rappers and singers to hop on this song forever in perpetuity until the end of time. I ranked the verses when there was a Twitter thread keeping tabs on the submissions.
My favorite part of this song is homie at the end being real NY by effortlessly talking two languages. Basically, every New Yorker is liable to slip into some patois from time to time, whether they’re West Indian or not. The first inclination I had when Cash started rapping was to say something about people complaining about him always using this flow, so it was trippy that it was addressed at the end of this track. Cash has a formula, and it works — it’s like being mad at Pusha for rapping about coke. There’s also a fun fact about this track: Tariq from Power (Michael Rainey, Jr.) is credited as a composer, because he helped make the beat.
This is a fitting outro. It features all the things that make for a good Cash Cobain song; a sample, elements of drill, the flow and romantic lyrics, the famous tag “And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube.” There’s a conversation to be had about Cash as a producer: His sound is unique in an era of copycats.
I wish he kept the H-Town “Knockin’ da Boots” sample going for the entire track, because that sounded incredible. That song doesn’t get the credit it deserves, and it’s important for a new generation to appreciate a horndog anthem like that. This isn’t to say that the second half isn’t good; just wanted to keep singing, “sombodyrockinknockindaboots.”
That transition was too mean, so I had to keep this and “Wassup Wya” back-to-back. This track is dedicated to all the cutie pies out there.
Smooth it, Yung H.O. This song is dedicated to the real lovers, the real yearners.
“Me and her booty be twinnin’. Why? ‘Cause we fat.” Shakespeare couldn’t have written a better bar. There’s also a couple funny lines involving the Hardy brothers, but I cannot type out the rest of what he says for fear of being put on a watch list.
Another beautiful poem about eating various things as if they were various foods. *poetry snaps*
*stands up* *poetry snaps* *a single tear rolls down my left cheek* I’ve never heard poetry so mesmerizing.
Sampling the Tyrese classic “How You Gonna Act Like That”? This kid knows ball, even though he flipped it and made it nasty.
This is how you start an album. The beat is so beautiful and magical, but then that bass hits to remind you that this is sexy drill that you’re listening to. Cash’s lyrics are raunchy and horny as usual, however, Quavo provides a nice balance before Don Toliver turns the sex demon bars back up.
Cash brought back the Bronx Whine with this one. I don’t know if he should be saluted or arrested for that. Either way, this is a hit that’ll make any West Indian start to gyrate in places you didn’t know gyrated like that. They need to brings clubs back just for this song.
Maybe it’s the Caribbean in me because I luv this beat. It makes me wanna get up and dance like that Emma Stone meme.
This guy is a genius. His sound will be bit into oblivion, and maybe that’ll be a good thing. He’s world building right now, and will hopefully be on some different shit when others will still be trying to catch up.
This is a classic record already and went triple platinum in NYC and its surrounding metro area this summer. The horny Jada & Styles should consider doing an entire tape together. Cash and Bay have electric chemistry that can only rival a honey pack and some Henny. The Reemski sets in as soon as that beat hits.