Let’s explore the meaning of the slang phrase ‘slime you out’ as the title of Drake and SZA’s brand new track leaves fans confused.
The surprise release comes ahead of the rapper’s new album For All The Dogs. Drake and SZA dated in 2008, or 2009 according to the Snooze singer.
Genius’ description of the song explains that the meaning of ‘slime you out’ in this context is “to use them for their sexual benefits”.
“On the track, both SZA and Drake cruise over topics of being used by their ex-lovers,” the site adds. “While sharing their own personal feelings, revealing their malicious tendencies towards the opposite gender.”
That’s the meaning of the phrase in the song’s context, but it actually has a number of other definitions too.
According to Urban Dictionary, it also means “to get crossed mostly after you did something foul or suspicious” and “to kill or rob”.
Adding to that, fans on Twitter have explained it can also mean “doing you dirty,” which is treating someone unfairly.
The track doesn’t actually make reference to Drake and SZA’s fling at all. They both take turns singing about how their toxic exes wronged them.
For years, people speculated that something went on between the pair. However, it wasn’t confirmed until 2020.
On 21 Savage’s track Mr. Right Now, the Toronto rapper said: “Yeah, said she wanna f*** to some SZA, wait/ ‘Cause I used to date SZA back in ’08.”
SZA then confirmed they were once an item on Twitter, but clarified it was “actually 2009” that they dated and said he just “innocently rhymed ’08 w wait”.
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[Intro: Drake]
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 micro-manage 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 food, like
I got a schedule to attend to though
I can’t really
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[Verse 1: Drake]
You b*****es 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 n***a you thought you could replace
How were there even comparisons made?
B***h, 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 b****es
Sent wires on wires on wires, like Idris
You lucky that I don’t take back what is 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 n****a
So I’ma fall back and let SZA talk her s**t for a minute
[Chours: Drake]
Slimin’ you out, slimin’ you out, slime
[Verse 2: SZA]
Damn, these n****s got me so twisted
I’ll f**k you so real, but play b***h on my line?
I can feel what you spendin’
Got too much pride to let no burnt n***a slime me out
Pull up, go ride around, my night, got time
Let’s discuss all the lies about
Frontin’ out here, like you d**kin’ me out
And I ain’t even cumin’, numbin’ it out
And you ain’t ’bout the s**t you rappin’ about
And I can spin the ho’, I’m airin’ it out
I’m goin’ on like a sawed-off
You tell these h**s you ain’t cuddlin’
But with me, you know doin’ all that s***
You tellin’ these h**s you ain’t trickin’ off
But with me you know, I’m gon’ get it all
How you n****s get so carried away?
Trippin’ when that d**k barely third place
F***ed out of pity, it’s cute that you lame
Dip cause it’s mid I can’t fake liking sex
[Chorus: SZA]
Slimin’ you out, I’m slimin’ you out, I’m slimin’ you out
Oh-woah, woah
[Verse 3: Drake]
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 getting’ 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 your moodboardin’ for next year and you’re single
December the gift givin’ month, and now you wanna rekindle, I
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 n****s hit got fifty racks, girl, the beef cost, like the Wagyu
Get a n***a hit, I’ll make his a** see the light, like a half-moon
Shout to QC, pretty sure I made P 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 ’bout my feelings, who the f**k even asked you?
Seven bodyguards, just incase 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 truth
If I don’t pay your rent, it end up like a old hairstyle, girl, that’s past due
If I don’t—
[Outro: Drake]
Ah, ah, that’s as far as I got
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