That doesn’t mean the internet has always been on her side. “Some people take things too far, sifting around into my past life,” she says. “I used to do internet sex work on the side, camming or whatever, and people have posted my old content without permission. At the end of the day, I can be like, Not bad for a whore with no talent! But because of my mom, I wanted all of that to stay in the past.” As for how her mom feels about her lyrics, Slayyyter laughs. “She’s such a sweet lady, and me and my sister have always been so foul mouthed. She’s always like, You guys are so vulgar, why do you have to talk like that?”

Slayyyter is adamant that her musical ambitions stretch beyond the raunchpop of the first singles: “I don’t ever want to make the same thing twice. After the mixtape comes out, there’s no need to revisit that sound forever, just because that’s what I came up in. I want to change it up, maybe one day do hardcore metal music.” She’s currently working on her debut album, a project she describes as “different… more industrial, but also trippy and sunshiney.”

Whatever route she takes, she wants to keep it in the family. The music she’s the most proud of has been made in her bedroom; her most important collaborators are her friends. Take, for instance, her “Mine” video, which they filmed on a camcorder in Vegas: “I really kissed that Elvis impersonator. He tasted like cigars and Mexican food.” If the fantasies in Slayyyter’s music feel real, it’s because they’re hers alone. “I’m still just me. Wait a couple years, maybe I’ll be a little more Mariah. But I haven’t earned that yet.”

