Ninja Man

Lyrics

[Intro: Swizz Beatz & Conway the Machine] Za-za-za, zone-zone-zone Machine, za-za, zone-zone Yeah, tell 'em I want a piece of every ting Jesus, turn the beat up and we outta here Every bloodclaat ting [Verse 1: Conway the Machine] I make the anthems that the trap sing Stack cream, the Maybach Vision matte green I tore the streets up with my last thing But when me and Swizzy connect, it's a mad team Finals MVP, when I won my last ring "WON'T HE DO IT" woke 'em up quick like a bad dream (Woo) Met a new connect, now we a tag team Fifty joints came, I got it on the arm, COVID vaccine (Talk to 'em) I took a major loss, but that ain't make us fall Oh, they thought they scored, but we waved it off (Yeah) We started out weighin' raw In the field with stick like Method Man when he played lacrosse The shots, I had to shake 'em off, then became a boss Songs with Wayne and Ross when I did business with Shady and Paul (Talk to 'em) Now my name ringing bells way across seas Squeeze stick, he twitch like Adin Ross, talk [Chorus: Swizz Beatz] They talk and they talk and they talking They talk and they talk and they talking They talk and they keep on fucking talking Haha, well, let's talk about it [Verse 2: Swizz Beatz] One car in my garage cost your plane, man It don't mean nothing to me, it's like a plain Jane Niggas come up on the block and do the damn thing Machine and Swizz Beatz came through with that bang-bang, bang-bang [Verse 3: Conway the Machine] Yeah, it's Mr. Double Entrendre Man Got three months in the box for having contraband Hood legend with the pots and pans Cooking up, leave the kitchen smoking like Rasta Man The bag getting foolish, Timberlands Louis I'm in the kitchen whipping two bricks, that's callaloo and stew fish My strap got a drum on that bitch and a coolant kit My OGs was really moving bricks, them my influences Denim Tears Jordan 2, Union shit Machine getting stupid rich, what we doing, Swizz? They book me for shows in Budapest The homie just came home from prison, still tryna shoot his sket (You gotta chill) Uh, real lead clappers push your head backwards They I know I spit that redrum spelled backwards Uh, bredren cooking fish up, it ain't red snapper Stay off that phone in case the feds tap us, woah (Whip up) Everything proper Make 'em push they release back when Machine pop up Celine shopper from the fiends copping (Uh-huh) Now me and Swizzy running the triple re-option (I'm early) [Chorus: Swizz Beatz] They talk and they talk and they talking They talk and they talk and they talking They talk and they keep on fucking talking Well, let's talk about it [Bridge: Swizz Beatz] Lighters, let 'em see them lighters Lighters, lighters, you gon' see them lighters Lighters, lighters, you play around with lighters Lighters, lighters, lighters gon' and toss up Lighters, man toss up Light the whole trap up, we light the whole block up Lighters, lighters, wanna see them lighters Lighters, lighters, Machine them lighters Lighters, grrah [Chorus: Swizz Beatz & Conway the Machine] They talk and they talk and they talking They talk and they motherfucking talking They talk and they talk and they talking Haha, well, let's talk about it (Uh-huh) [Outro: Swizz Beatz & Conway the Machine] Machine, za-za (Brrt, brrt) Man this shit, I got a vineyard (Boom boom boom boom boom boom) Haha (All stacks) Oh man, haha (Get in your bag, nigga) You wanna talk crazy? Let's talk crazy (Talk your shit to 'em) Everything on my arm is about six in the world minimum, maximum Independence, you know what I'm saying, like Come on, man, easy Everything in my garage five-point-something They all machines, vroom One seaters, two seaters, three seaters, vroom, haha (Hah, hahahah) They not even for driving, they for watching though (Goddammit!)