i cannot promise you that, i give you my word

By Scrim

On lonely boy (deluxe edition)

Released on February 16, 2024

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[Intro]

(You did good, Slick)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

(It's a smash)

Woah

Yeah, let's go


[Chorus]

Yeah, I just poured up on the lean, I just poured up on the Act'

Yeah, I just might pop me a pill, I just might pop me a pack (Woah)

Yeah, livin' like I'm gonna die, I cannot cut 'em no slack (Woah)

Yeah, am I gon' wake up tomorrow? I cannot promise you that

Woah, woah, I cannot promise you that

Woah, woah, I cannot promise you that

Yeah, my bitch, she beggin' for love, I cannot promise her that

Woah, woah, I cannot promise you that (Let's go, let's go)


[Post-Chorus]

Yeah, fuck it, I'm goin' up

Pull up, they know it's us

I just been buildin' this shit brick after brick and now they all showin' up (Yeah, yeah)

Big Cuban, I'm glowin' up

Yeah, Al-Qaeda, I'm blowin' up

Gotta put on for the gang, the motherfuckin' Grey, them threes, I throw it up

Ain't reppin' that shit that they claimin', they bitches, they pussy, they punk

The way that my money be flowin' in, every day first of the month

I'm facin' a blunt, rememberin' days I was jailed in Estonia

Now I'm takin' over, yeah, imperial colonial


[Verse]

Yeah, woah, swervin' that motherfuckin', yeah

Hit up they block, I'm like, "Ayy"

Chopper, it came out to play (Grrt)

Woah, I got more hits than a rave

I got that hit that she crave

And now she wanna be saved

Woah, woah, woah, but I cannot promise her that

Demons, they come in all black

I'm only after them racks

I take my dick and I piss on a plaque, then put my dick in her back

Money so swole, they wonderin' that if I put my cash on a stack

Yeah, all of my money on motherfuckin' 'roids like motherfuckin' BALCO

Yeah, quarterback of the whole team, yeah, they call me Shane Falco

Huh, no, we don't motherfuckin' microdose, bitch, we on macro

Yeah, I give them twenties to my ho 'cause no, we don't count those

Pull up on motherfuckin' NPT and they holler, "Woah"

All my youngins, they on TTG, they trained to go

I cannot promise you nothin', dog, don't know what you heard

I cannot promise you that, dog, I give you my word


[Chorus]

Yeah, I just poured up on the lean, I just poured up on the Act'

Yeah, I just might pop me a pill, I just might pop me a pack (Woah)

Yeah, livin' like I'm gonna die, I cannot cut 'em no slack (Woah)

Yeah, am I gon' wake up tomorrow? I cannot promise you that

Woah, woah, I cannot promise you that

Woah, woah, I cannot promise you that

Yeah, my bitch, she beggin' for love, I cannot promise her that

Woah, woah, I cannot promise you that (Let's go, let's go)


[Post-Chorus]

Yeah, fuck it, I'm goin' up

Pull up, they know it's us

I just been buildin' this shit brick after brick and now they all showin' up (Yeah, yeah)

Big Cuban, I'm glowin' up

Yeah, Al-Qaeda, I'm blowin' up

Gotta put on for the gang, the motherfuckin' Grey, them threes, I throw it up

Ain't reppin' that shit that they claimin', they bitches, they pussy, they punk

The way that my money be flowin' in, every day first of the month

I'm facin' a blunt, rememberin' days I was jailed in Estonia

Now I'm takin' over, yeah, imperial colonial (Yeah)