Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Just in Case , by - Swizz Beatz. Release date: 29.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Just in Case |
| Tryna touch ten figures, oh |
| Lay on my back watching the ceiling fan |
| I had a dream to touch a kilo gram |
| I seen your bitch through my Cazal shades |
| Skull and bones 'til I die, nigga, well paid (Damn) |
| Got on my khakis out in Tallahassee (Jeez) |
| Sahari desert and I’m even flashy |
| Still at odds with the Irish mob |
| Rolls Royce down Malcom X boulevard |
| Lord, these niggas really out here preying on me |
| Got the.40 on me, and it’s staying on me |
| Snow White mink like I’m Dutch Schultz |
| Run the books and let me show you how the numbers look |
| You can’t be lucky like you Luciano |
| The kilos come in like they new pianos |
| Fat boy got the big body |
| Coast to coast, I could shoot product |
| They wanna see you up in Alcatraz |
| Forbes list, and you falling fast |
| Fuck this, hell nah, nigga, want it back |
| Eight figures, count it all and I call a cab |
| Get the drift, time to get a lift (Uh) |
| I’m gettin' rich so it’s hit or miss (Woo, woo) |
| Open up my window again (Yeah) |
| Open up my window again (Yeah) |
| I can hear death calling my name (It's calling) |
| I can hear death calling my name (It's calling) |
| I swear to God things ain’t gon change (Change) |
| I swear to God things ain’t gon change (Change) |
| I keep a revolver with' your name (Yeah) |
| I keep a revolver with' your name, just in case |
| I’m a hood nigga, I know why they love me |
| I’m on some underground shit, just like the subway (Uh huh) |
| Battle niggas in the streets and murder whoever you brought on this fucking |
| stage |
| I’m the fucking plague, I’m global warming |
| I’m the Ebola virus, my niggas is pirates |
| Prepare for violence, silence |
| How many times you been behind the wall? |
| None |
| You either snitching or lying about the shit you done |
| You ain’t never move a brick 'less you was building a house |
| You ain’t never put a nigga out with the gun in his mouth |
| Only thing you ever shot was pool |
| Only thing you ever cut was class |
| Y’all niggas is ass (What?) (Woo) |
| Open up my window again (Yeah) |
| Open up my window again (Yeah) |
| I can hear death calling my name (It's calling) |
| I can hear death calling my name (It's calling) |
| I swear to God things ain’t gon change (Change) |
| I swear to God things ain’t gon change (Change) |
| I keep a revolver with' your name (Yeah) |
| I keep a revolver with' your name, just in case |