Review Summary: CRANK IT
Slayyyter’s fourth full-length,
Wor$t Girl In America, is truly the culmination of everything she’s worked so hard for in her career to date. She’s always consistently displayed greatness – “Daddy AF” turned slut pop into an art form, “Purrr” is electroclash perfection, and “Troubled Paradise” is maybe the best pop-house track of the 2020s so far. But on
Wor$t Girl In America, she draws upon and improves her past artistry, putting out her best work so far and easily the pop AOTY so far in 2026.
You thought “Purr” was incredible? Meet “Beat Up Chanel$” – the in-your-face single was one of the noisiest tracks of last year (regardless of genre) and still feels as hard-hitting and inimitable as it did upon release. You thought “Trouble Paradise” was immaculate dance-pop? Well it still is, but now her new tracks “Dance…”, “Unknown Loverz” and “Brittany Murphy.” join it in the ranks. Inspired by Justice, Gaga and Crystal Castles, but at the same time feeling incredibly current and fresh, she assumes the part of the commanding pop star with wicked ease. The Slayyyter of today would be equally at home headlining a stadium or a dingy gay club.
And the sluts stay winning as well. “Crank” yanks itself onto the throne of raunchy, shocking pop music – a competitive arena in the past few years, thanks to great tunes from Cobrah, Chase Icon and Ayesha Erotica. Scream-sang by Slayyyter in its entirety, it contains poetry such as “she pick up then we ***, I get so gay off that tequila / I need some dick for Tuesday let me go put out some feelers”. If you haven’t been cranking it for the past 6 months since the song came out, I don’t want to know you.
It’s about time Slayyyter started receiving her flowers (beyond her niche, where she has amassed many dedicated fans) for the elevation she brings to the often-dismissed genres she plays in. On the surface-level her music seems trashy and whorish, but when you look deeper it’s still trashy, still whorish but meticulously composed and arranged. Consistently at the top of her game but now at her peak, she brings a reverence to irreverence itself, through her lyricism, production and persona. If we’re all in the convent of cxntery, then Slayyyter is our Mother Superior, and
Wor$t Girl In America is the Bible.
