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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Conway the Machine
Conway the Machine
Vocals
Swizz Beatz
Swizz Beatz
Vocals
Elijah Hooks
Elijah Hooks
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demond Price
Demond Price
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swizz Beatz
Swizz Beatz
Producer
Music Man Ty
Music Man Ty
Producer
Avenue beatz
Avenue beatz
Producer
Rook Flair Of J.U.S.T.I.C.E League
Rook Flair Of J.U.S.T.I.C.E League
Mixing Engineer
Mark Christensen
Mark Christensen
Mastering Engineer
Nick Cavalieri
Nick Cavalieri
Engineer
Jodie Grayson Williams
Jodie Grayson Williams
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I make the anthems that the trap sings
Stack cream to make back vision mac 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
Met a new connect, now we a tag team
Fifty joints came, I got it on the arm, COVID vaccine
I took a major loss, but that ain't made us fall
Oh, they thought they scored, but we waved it off
We started out way raw
Interfere with stick, like Method Man when he play 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
Now my name ringing bells way across seas
Squeeze stick, he twitch like Adin Ross, talk
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
One car in my garage cost your plane, man
It don't mean nothing to me, it's like a plain Jane
**** come up on the block and do the damn thing
Machine and Swizz Beatz came through with that bang-bang, bang-bang
[Verse 3]
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 the coolant kick
My OGs was really moving bricks, the mind influences
Denim Tears join two unionship, Machine getting stupid rich
What we doing, Swizz?
[Verse 4]
They book me for shows in Budapest
The homie just came home from prison still tryna shoot a skat
Uh, real lead clappers push your head backwards
They I know I spit that redrum spelled backwards
Uh, read you're cooking fish up in that red snapper
Stay off that phone in case the feds tap us, woah
Everything proper, make 'em push they release back when Machine pop up
Celine shopper from the fiends copping
Now me and Swizzy running the triple re-option
[Chorus]
I'm early
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]
Lighters, let 'em see them lighters
Lighters, lighters, you gon' see them lighters
Lighters, lighters, you play around with lighters
Lighters, lighters, lighters when they toss up
Lighters when they 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, lighters, grrah
[Chorus]
They talk and they talk and they talking
They talk and they mothafucking talking
They talk and they talk and they talking
Well, let's talk about it
Written by: Angel Avery, Demond Price, Kasseem Dean, Music Man Ty
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