Drake been real quiet since this dropped🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🔥🔥

HARD TIMES

LOSE MY WAY

SOUTH STRIP

KOTA

FILTERED CRACK

DIMMADOME

LYRICS:

(hook:)
idk why these rappers wan talk on my name like i aint makin hits on a daily basis  
they just mad they make music nobody playin
and my jewelry drip like precipitation 
posted nudes on my story i got too faded
i’m that thicc little chick that they aint replacin
i said fuck social media too much hatin
while y’all busy wit dat imma be the greatest
all these artists are cappin these rappers fakin
they dont really be strapped they just wanna say it
brokie really be strapped wit the heat and blade i’m on yo block witta choppa to leave it vacant 
wendigo on the prod thats an evil placement 
i cant fuck wit nobody who isnt famous
i cant fuck wit no broad who want me to save em
but if she wan give top i’m gon be filated

(verse:)
lil bitch i came through wit da red dot
it hit his head-top
he gettin took off the list
talkin on me leave yo neck chopped
then on my next stop
imma go get in yo bitch
we makin movies like redbox
talk on the set wrong
we getchu shot out yo fit
gang in yo buildin like spec ops
might get a fed popped
brokie cant fuck witta snitch
bitch, i aint the shit?
stop it
all my haters just talk to be talkin
all my haters wan beef cuz i’m poppin
in a couple of weeks they wan’ squash it
“tryna shoot?” only way i’m responding 
cuz i brought it, i get to choppin
after that i’mma fuck on yo mom quick
dat bitch takin my kids 
they adopted
woah
lookin in the mirror
and it feels so sick
everybody wanna look like me
ay
buddy so shook by me
all because i had a strap 
“aye what size are those, og?” ay
i said that shit just to scare him
that shit worked
it made him pee ay
but really i’m keepin shit P
got the pack on my body
yo bitch like “it reeks” ay
you aint in the field you just talk on forums
dat boi think he the opp but my set adore him
i just hopped in the lexus to buy a foreign 
i’m that chick witta blade now i feel like corrin
we might kick in yo door like we special forces
got a K on my feet these are special jordans
gotta chop witta light its gon metamorph him
run it back to the hook cuz this shit is borin

(hook:)
idk why these rappers wan talk on my name like i aint makin hits on a daily basis 
they just mad they make music nobody playin
and my jewelry drip like precipitation 
posted nudes on my story i got too faded
i’m that thicc little chick that they aint replacin
i said fuck social media too much hatin
while y’all busy wit dat imma be the greatest
all these artists are cappin these rappers fakin
they dont really be strapped they just wanna say it
brokie really be strapped wit the heat and blade i’m on yo block witta choppa to leave it vacant 
wendigo on the prod thats an evil placement 
i cant fuck wit nobody who isnt famous
i cant fuck wit no broad who want me to save em
but if she wan give top i’m gon be filated

I DO DIS DAILY! (prod. wendigo)

Big Bank

i want the light to swallow me whole

Big thanks to Producebyace209 for helping with the mixing <3

All those legs... just to have no spine...

Lyrics:
Slug started living by a code, yuh
new kind of king cobra
continuing my story, aint no coda
imma start performing
getting colder
I just put THC 
inside the fuckin soda
when it sold out

Don't believe a thing they ever told ya
Started thinking n I aint even miss fuckin the old ya
When they at they limit
Ive been miles passed the quota
Descendants of sinners
New shawty,
messing up the fitted sheet
when Im in my innervisions
I just hear myself repeat
maybe all the voices
just the ancestral telepathy
shawty bouncing betty
shawty shawty
need you gainst my body
sorry
you dont wanna sit beside me

I might buy you dancin diamonds
if you keep on ridin
imma find the light
im dyin
out my mind 
if you dont mind it
wide eyes
when I'm slidin
on the psilocybin
been on top 
of classified file cabinets
if you understandin
way I kill it
put a patent on my practice
catapult 
canon ball made of static
asking slug, 
what the status?
what the fuck
turn to bugs
the moment that I'm manic
all my ops are bots
rustin in the trunk
imma train a centipede 
rip apart their fuckin lungs

Understand
this some dumb ass shit
some bum ass shit
all of your selfishness
developed this
accountability
can you spell that?
is it not your ish?
cause it wasnt theirs either

I bet you believe
all that blasphemy
blast to the past
hanging with
n became
the same people trashin me
so much hate inside their heart
its sad to me
its sad that those bitches still mad at me 

im codename 
kid next door
you actin like a spykid 
all your favorite people
stay my biggest haters
keep on pickin sides
cause my shawty dinner
eat it later
diving down
I breathe like vader
put one in my back
now, 
always got a knife round
argue with the facts
hope you signin out
maybe you'll become an individual
turn that life around
tell that pussy turn the sight around
and see the sight I found
bein friends with you
barrel see it through
he see the proof

whole group a game of whack-a-mole
I see a bunch of bops
if you wanna see me 
wait until I reach the fuckin top
you dont wanna think about it
you just follow flocks
you don't even got a reason
you just wanna holocaust

if I was a street
you keep speeding to conclusions
tryna break the hex
but you happy in illusions
now you aint hide shit
thought you'd fuckin want this
lying to my face
Imma keep the shit a 100 

CENTIPEDE (prod. Saint Urya)

Now and at the Hour of Our Death (feat. BONES)

First track off the South Strip
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Trumpets (prod. Constant)

Slug - 888

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The cocoon grants my grayscale wings...

CENTIPEDE (prod. Saint Urya)

Slug Citadel

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