Released January 30, 2026,
on Hitmaker Music Group and TenThousand Projects.
For at least the past few months, through the various and sundry releases from MexikoDro, Lil Corry, Bunna B and Zukenee, and through Metro Boomin’s latest album, nostalgia has been running high. Nostalgia for the golden era of trap music: the era of Gucci Mane and Trap-A-Holics mixtapes. And clearly, this nostalgia isn’t limited to Atlanta. It has also struck the little-known city of Murom, far away, deep in enemy territory, right in the heart of Russia.
That’s where Gorilla Glue (the tall, long-haired one) and Lil Nakur (the short, bald one) are from – two rappers who, with admirable spirit, offer up their own Slavic take on trap music. Through the miracle of social media and streaming apps, through the power of word of mouth, their tracks recorded live on Twitch have made their way to America, where they’re generating buzz and racking up millions of streams. And for good reason, because all of it is nothing short of ecstatic.
Everything is there: the 808s, the ad-libs (“woopaaa”!), the wandering synths, the charmingly naive Zaytoven-style melodies, the wild Waka Flocka Flame-style rampages, the delicious imagery of the era’s mixtapes, plus a few Gucci Mane samples, Juicy J’s name dropped somewhere in an unintelligible verse, and a detour into Chief Keef-style drill on “Мой сельский.” Except that, of course, these two characters rap in Russian with the choruses of drunken muzhiks, seasoning it all with swirling Slavic accordions, clinking vodka glasses audible throughout, and instead of cocaine dealing they talk about saunas (“Баня”), country living (“Мой сельский”), eating blinis (“Оладушки”), or ending the weekend broke (“Woopaaa”).
It’s a gag, but it sounds surprisingly good, and it produces some genuinely great tracks, like “Играй Гармошка” with its accordion, or “Трэпчик Народный,” whose hook is so relentlessly catchy it’ll have you singing in Russian all day long, accent-free. Gorilla Glue, Lil Nakur and their guests Flockaa and Maladoy Prince bring us genuine local folklore. It all feels so natural that, with very little stretch of the imagination, these Russkies could almost convince you that trap music actually originated in the vast frozen expanses of far eastern Europe, rather than in the sweltering heat of the American Dirty South’s ghettos.
