Written & Performed by Slim Samaritan
Mixed by Brandon Blatz
Mastered by RAW QWLTY
Cover Art by Symentha O

Lyrics-

Hook:

These hoes, they make me cringe (uh), these snakes, they make me cringe (they do)
These fiends, they make me cringe (gross), stay on point, no syringe (on point)
Can't knock me off my hinge (nah), with weed, I tend to binge (I chief)
Crush nugs, roll up, then singe (roll up), leave all the laws infringed (haha)
These hoes, they make me cringe (uh), these snakes, they make me cringe (they do)
These fiends, they make me cringe (gross), stay on point, no syringe (on point)
Can't knock me off my hinge (nah), with weed, I tend to binge (I chief)
Crush nugs, roll up, then singe (roll up), leave all the laws infringed (haha)

Verse 1:

Pulling bottles with models, the liquor makes them cringe (they love it)
The ash fell down from my blunt and left my shorts singed (fuck)
I'm a bank vault door, you cannot knock me off my hinge (nah)
These drugs are Netflix shows, getting me caught up in a binge (I'm binging)
Y'all can't see me like the bottom row of letters in the nurse's office
Play with Slim and you'll be riding in a hearse's coffin
Don't care bout your daughter's issues, I'll still serve her toxins (I will)
The Dexter of this rap shit, all these beats, I murder often (hella)
Take SL outta Slim and Mari outta Samaritan (huh)
Yeah, I'm really him, had to make that clear, no Claritin (oh shit)
Pop out and you'll get hit like animatronic gophers (pop out)
Driving bitches crazy, the insanity chauffeur (I piss em off)
Five star dining tracks, your shit was made in Culver's (fast food)
All I spit is fire, my saliva's made of sulphur (fuego)
Y'all blazing little moon rocks while I'm steady smoking boulders (big rocks)
Was slinging white like doctors fixing Shaun's broken shoulder (hahaha)

-Hook Repeated-

Verse 2:

I sliced em with my blade, heard they might slide on me later (I've heard)
Ain't a friendly guy, won't even say hi if we neighbors (fuck you)
These bums tell me to quit but I'm defying these haters
Grind my ass off like sliding down a giant cheese grader (ow)
You're such a hater, all you do is envy, no Nevada (hater)
More money, more options, should I cop Fendi or the Prada (good question)
You're down bad and sad at home, sipping Henny, watching operas (lame)
I'll pave my own way, won't do shit trendy, I don't gotta (I don't)
Me with the mic is Freddy with his glove, Jason with his machete
Indiana with his whip and clowns with their confetti (ha)
All my bongs heady, dabbing got my palms sweaty (I'm faded)
You cruise in your mom's Chevy with your crew whose not deadly (at all)
Been growing for a minute, now my leaves are really blooming (yes sir)
Y'all don't see the bigger picture, steady tryna zoom in (zoom)
Sniffing lines of Vyves has my mind sublime and zooming (speeding)
Bitch said she wants some more, so I called her Metro Boomin (haha)

Cringe [Prod. Ace Bankz]

Performed & Written by Slim Samaritan
Produced by Izak
Mixed by Brandon Blatz
Mastered by RAW QWLTY
Cover Art by Symentha O

Lyrics:

Hook:

I'm tryna get this money, bitch, I'm tryna get paid (guap)
I'm tryna find a honey, yeah, I'm tryna get laid (sex)
Bitch left me for a bummy but now wishes she stayed (dumb bitch)
Took me for a dummy, now I'm getting good grades (honor roll)
If you're tryna act smug then you're tryna catch a fade
If you're tryna find love then you're tryna get played
Slim is finna blow up like a semtex nade
Fuck shit, I stay above, Slim is tryna get made

Verse 1:

Snakes tryna be homies but I know they're all bologna (bogus)
I don't fuck with phonies, shit, I'd rather just be lonely (for real)
Tryna kick it with my chronies, tryna get a lil stoney
Tryna find a bitch to blow and then ride me like a pony
Not the Fourth of July but I got that fire work (fuego)
If you're tryna work, I can be your supplier first (that's right)
And supply your thirst with herbs grown in higher dirt (trees)
If you're tryna rob, you better pray your iron work (pussy)
I ain't tryna throw up change in the spot where sluts hang
Like therapists who lynch their patients, let my nuts hang (haha)
You're sheltered, don't know much slang, your best friend's your Mustang
Snitches wired like they drunk Bang, up to somethang
Soon I'll own a yacht and you'll still mob on the ferry
Mask on, can't see my face like adults in Tom and Jerry
Condition bitches like Pavlov, for my dick, they slobber very (slobber)
Give every enemy worse memories than prom for Carrie (haha)

[Hook Repeats]

Verse 2:

Yo, where the herbs at, I'm just tryna burn that
If music don't work than I'm tryna serve crack (that's right)
Hear you talk a lot but still haven't heard facts (nah)
Damn, you're whack, I could end you with my worst raps
Like bears in wintertime, y'all are boutta take a dirt nap
I'm so fucking fine, every pic I post's a thirst trap
If I spot a dime then I'm tryna break her back
Bitch, I wouldn't even shit on you cause you're not worth crap (not shit)
Your life is not exciting, I can tell your story's lame (loser)
You freaks are into feet like bullets shot by Tory Lanez (weirdos)
This shit's true, no kizzy, I belong in the insane ward (I'm crazy)
Know y'all don't get busy like firemen during rainstorms (ha)
Slinging loud, bestest flavors, flipping bricks, Tetris players
Y'all just need to test these vapors, spread the word to bless your neighbors
You're a snitch, confessed on papers, drip from my walk, stepped on razors
Going up, no escalators, just invest in hella acres (invest)

Tryna [Prod. Izak]

Written & Performed by Slim Samaritan
Produced by 33Boomin
Mixed by Brandon Blatz
Mastered by RAW QWLTY

Lyrics:

Hook:

Getting new money, the same old shit (nothing new)
New kid in your honey's tummy, I'm the culprit (I'm guilty)
Reupped on the packs and then I sold it (moving weight)
Thumbing through these racks, holy shit, I'm so rich (God damn)
Tell her to eat my meat then she's on my dick (she ate me)
Expensive leather seats, I'll mob on that shit (skrt)
The Rolling Loud stage, I'll be on that shit
Are we on the same page, we're not on that shit (nah)

Verse 1:

Internet beef, I'm beyond that shit (yup)
Keyboard warriors, y'all be on that shit
Wanna be influencers make me yawn at skits (boring)
Reach out before I blow cause then I'm gone, that's it (peace)
The path of life ain't clear, beware of the hidden hurdles (watch out)
Y'all slow fucks listen to rats like the teenage ninja turtles (ha)
Feminine ass men prolly waist train in a girdle (faggots)
Pokemon pussy, water type like it's a Squirtle (shit was wet)
Sheep obsessed with possessions, all they want from life's a lamb (lambo)
Some designer clothes and shiny shit, shit, I blame Uncle Sam
One who handles biz and feeds the fam's a special type of man
Murder instrumentals so hide your beats, I'm the Son of Sam (I'm coming)

Hook Repeated:

Verse 2:

Past full of sinning, inflicted so much and it's tragic
Y'all should fix your television if you lames don't want the static (haha)
Days passing by, getting high, letting the dank work it's magic (I'm faded)
So much dirty money Anne I hide Franks in the attic (haha)
These fools can't tell real from fake, why they acting so prophetic
They'd cut off their real right hand for fake replacements, no prosthetics (stupid)
The wax you dab ain't gas, nah, what I'm toking's clearer (dank)
The kush makes me reflect, you could say I'm smoking mirrors (ha)
If I cuff a bitch, you're dead if you get close or near her (stay away)
Fuck cancel culture, y'all some no life, broken smearers (get some help)
Broken faucet ass rappers, they have no drip, facts (nada)
The wittiest rapper, I'm Laffy Taffy to y'all Kit Kats (ooh)

Hook Repeated:

On That Shit [Prod. 33Boomin]

Written & Performed by Slim Samaritan
Mixed by Brandon Blatz
Mastered by RAW QWLTY
Cover Art by Symentha O

Diagnosed [Prod. Azar & Yuma Beats]

Written & Performed by Slim Samaritan
Mixed by Brandon Blatz
Mastered by RAW QWLTY
Covert Art by Symentha O

Lyrics:

[Hook]
Ho's no caveman but in bed she says ahooga (she moan)
You try to rob me, I'll shoot ya head with my Ruger (bang)
Need a pretty bitch to blow my dick like a tuba (play me)
So much drip, I damn near drowned, I need to learn to scuba (drippy)
You can't stop success, I'm bound to blow, no bazookas (boom)
This bitch liked my flesh so she sucked it like some hookah (slurped me up)
Ain't tryna make friends, all I wanna make is mullah (guap)
So much drip, I damn near drowned, I need to learn to scuba (scuba scuba)

[Verse 1]
Dripping hard in Truie jeans, bitch, I'm wet like Scuba Steve
Girl, I have some tuba needs, really hope your good on knees
Pulled out of the thot's box, look, now it's raining genes (haha)
Not precipitating no box tees but I reign supreme
Yeah, I step up in this bitch like what's crackalackin (what up though)
Shoot an unarmed honkey, haha, this cracka lacking (bitch)
I'm a savage, got no heart, big pimping out these milfies (big pimping)
No feelings, never simping, they call me Simpson cause I'm guilty (OJ)
They say I'm going to Hell which is chill because I'm homesick
Motivated by the money, your goal's just to bone chicks
I'm white like Post Malone, bitch, seen more action than Stallone flicks
Sometimes fall for my own tricks because I'm so slick (I'm slick)
Live by my own rules, I move through life just like a bandit (thugging)
Always got the cid on me like I'm Manny the mammoth (Ice Age)
Attacks, I counter, granite, don't take this life shit for granted (don't do it)
Fuck ferns, I'm inbetween two trees like a fucking hammock (ha)

[Verse 2]
Don't need to step on any cracks for me to break your mother's back
Everything you spit is whack but trust me, you're not spitting crack
My heart's a little frozen, I'm coldblooded like a lizard (reptile)
Don't work for Dairy Queen but best believe, I'm stocked with blizzards (Snow White)
The ho said I was magic and so now she calls me wizard (Gandalf)
My marijuana's so much better, don't wanna hit his herb (I'm good)
Pushing heavy drugs, while you guys are selling light (light work)
Your persona's cheesier than bitches' thighs with cellulite
Your friends don't bump your shit but say my songs are so fire (fuego)
Packing more heat than suitcases full of blow dryers (haha)
Kamikaze every track, jump right in it like nose divers
Scuba'd in the bitch's pussy, splash, now the ho's tired
No one's more relentless, your whole life's a bore, eventless (boring)
Only techs you got are in your toy skateboard collection (nerd)
These lonely internet trolls need to get some more attention (facts)
From their friends and family but that's just my core assessment (that's just me)

Scuba [Prod. mjNichols]

Written & Performed by Slim Samaritan
Produced by 33Boomin & Nv On The Beat
Mixed & by Brandon Blatz
Mastered by RAW QWLTY
Cover Art by Symentha O

Residue [Prod. 33Boomin & Nv On The Beat]

Arizona [Prod. 33Boomin]

Written & Performed by Slim Samaritan
Produced by CashMoneyAP & digitLIX
Mixed by Brandon Blatz
Mastered by RAW QWLTY
Cover Art by Symentha O

Hypotheses [Prod. CashMoneyAP & digitLIX]

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