A$AP Twelvyy would like a word. The Bronx-born rapper who takes his name from NYC street slang (to “two-twelve” with someone is to address them) steps out of his role as Rocky’s hype man to deliver an album deeply indebted to the Timberlands-and-baggy-camouflage aesthetic he grew up on. Twelvyy’s a boom-bap traditionalist, his bars as verbose as they are foreboding, his guests familial (A$AP Mob, Joey Bada$$), and his production—courtesy of frequent Lil Uzi Vert collaborator Maaly Raw and Harry Fraud, among others—gloomy and dense.