• Title:Slime You Out (Explicit)
  • Artist:Drake;SZA
  • Album:Slime You Out (Explicit)
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    Slime You Out (Explicit) - Drake/SZA
    Lyrics by:A. Graham/S. Rowe/N. Cadastre/N. Shebib/B. Saint Fort/D. Tennant/G. Lapointe/C. Powell
    Composed by:A. Graham/S. Rowe/N. Cadastre/N. Shebib/B. Saint Fort/D. Tennant/G. Lapointe/C. Powell
    Produced by:Drake/Noel Cadastre/BNYX®/Noah "40" Shebib
    I don't know
    I don't know what's wrong with you girls
    I feel like y'all don't need love
    You need somebody who could micromanage you
    You know what I'm sayin'
    Tell you right from wrong
    Who's smart from who's the fool
    Which utensil to use for which food like
    I got a schedule to attend to though
    I can't relate
    6ix
    You ******* really get carried away
    Makin' mistakes then you beg me to stay
    Got me wiggin' on you like I'm Arrogant Tae
    You got my mind in a terrible place
    Whipped and chained you like American slaves
    Act like you not used to Sheraton stays
    I met the nigga you thought could replace
    How were there even comparisons made
    ***** next time I swear on my grandmother grave
    I'm slimin' you for them kid choices you made
    Slimin' you out slimin' you out slimin' you out

    Ayy this ain't the littest I could get on you *******
    Send wires on wires on wires like Idris
    You lucky that I don't take back what was given
    I could have you on payment plan 'til you're hundred and fifty
    And my slime right here
    She got some bars for y'all niggas
    So I'ma fall back and let SZA talk her **** for a minute
    Slimin' you out slimin' you out slime
    Damn these niggas got me so twisted
    How the **** you so real but play ***** on my line
    I can feel what you're spinnin'
    Got too much pride to let no burnt nigga slime me out
    Pull up go write about
    My night got time let's discuss all those lies about
    Frontin' out here like you diggin' me out
    And I ain't even cummin' I'm in and out
    And you ain't 'bout the **** you rappin' about
    And I can spin a ho I'm airin' it out
    I'm goin' off like a sawed-off
    You tell these h*es you ain't cuddlin'
    But with me you know you doin' all that ****
    You tellin' these h*es you ain't trickin' off
    But with me you know I'm gon' get it all
    How you niggas get so carried away
    Trippin' when that d**k is barely third place
    ****** out of pity it's cute that you lame
    Dip 'cause it's mid I can't fake like it's hangin'
    Slimin' you out I'm slimin' you out I'm slimin' you out
    Oh-woah woah
    Yeah
    January you pretend to see life clearly yearly
    February is the time that you put the evil eye and the pride aside
    For the fantasy of gettin' married very scary
    March got you already second guessin' titles
    April spring is here and just like a spring you start to spiral
    May brings some warmer days poolside gettin' very tan
    June have you movin' ice cold
    Goin' back and forth with a married man
    July that's when I found out you lied
    August it was "baby" this "baby" that like you had your tubes tied
    September we fallin' off
    But I'm still the man you tryna win over
    October is all about me 'cause your turn should've been over
    November got you moodboardin' for next year and you're single
    December the gift-givin' month and now you wanna rekindle our year
    Tryna build trust showin' me your DMs
    How they tryna bag you
    Ironic how the news I got about you ended up bein' bad news
    Get a nigga hit for fifty racks girl
    The beef cost like it's wagyu
    Get a nigga hit I'll make his a*s see the light like a half-moon
    Shout to QC pretty sure I made Pee M's like it's past noon
    All I really know is W's and M's life lookin' like a bathroom
    All I really know is M bags like I drove through and ordered fast food
    Sayin' that I'm too guarded with my feelings
    Who the **** even asked you
    Seven bodyguards just in case somebody really wanna try and crash through
    Don't know why I listen to you when I hear you talkin' to me
    It's some half-truths
    If I don't pay your rent
    It end up like an old hairstyle girl it's past due
    If I don't
    Ah-ah-ah that's as far as I got