YNW Melly, Fredo Bang - Ingredients lyrics

Do you want smoke?
Okay, I need all my ladies in the building
All my ladies and gentleman
Yes, Young Nigga World, Young Nigga Way
(We want all the smoke)
Clap your motherfuckin' hands like
And I bring to you YNW Melly
(Ayy, ayy, Melly and the Bang)
Yeah, that's right baby, okay
(Melly and the Bangman, Come on, baby)
Oh yeah (Yes, clap your hands)

I just found out a new ingredient to death
I'ma give it all 'til
It ain't nothin' left
Shawty wanna go 'cause I'm
Gettin' this check hoppin' out the coupe
Tell her give me that neck
If you wanna fuck my gang
40 with a dick, I'ma let the nuts hang
Shawty say she with it and she like my swang


Iron in what I trust
'cause that's what I slang
You say you got death on your mind
Shut the fuck up, boy
You're tellin' to the nine
Load up the carbon, bust it at his eye
You niggas really be snitches in disguise

I don't wanna take no losses so
I'm playin' all for keeps
And my heart can't take no more
Of all this pain attackin' me
I don't wanna take no heartbreak so
I'm playin' it for keeps
And my heart can't take no more
Of all this pain attackin' me

I been through a lot of shit, yes
I done seen some crazy things
Every time I go to sleep I
Got some demons chasing me
And she told me it was real but
The way that I'm feeling now
Is if I ever see her, I'ma go kapow

I just found out a new ingredient to death
I'ma give it all 'til
It ain't nothin' left
Shawty wanna go 'cause I'm
Gettin' this check hoppin' out the coupe
Tell her give me that neck
If you wanna fuck my gang
40 with a dick, I'ma let the nuts hang
Shawty say she with it and she like my swang
Iron in what I trust
'cause that's what I slang
You say you got death on your mind
Shut the fuck up, boy
You're tellin' to the nine
Load up the carbon, bust it at his eye
You niggas really be snitches in disguise
(Bangman, let's go)

Shawty say she like my squad
We gon' take her home and
We pick that ass apart
She say she can take this rod
I'ma pull it out, just do yo' part
And I keep that stick and I'll squeeze, ho
Put it through his head like
I'm tryna give him chemo

Was the night before Christmas
I was with my niggas ridin' in a stolo
Clutchin' on them triggers
They wouldn't let me squeeze
They wouldn't let me squeeze
You with Melly, crack your melon
You can get your lemon squeezed

I got a lemon squeeze on the nina
My dawg need the cheese to cut
You down for that Velveeta
He talk like he got stripes
I guess he think he with Adidas (Ha)
Hit him in his head
That's gon' make 'em all the sweeter
(Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Hey sir, I don't fuck with snoopers
I got a gun, it's not an action movie
Won't be bloopers
I need a party pack of Percs
Don't be a party pooper
Big old titties on this gun
This bitch could work for Hooters

I just found out a new ingredient to death
I'ma give it all 'til
It ain't nothin' left
Shawty wanna go 'cause I'm
Gettin' this check hoppin' out the coupe
Tell her give me that neck
If you wanna fuck my gang
40 with a dick, I'ma let the nuts hang
Shawty say she with it and she like my swang
Iron in what I trust
'cause that's what I slang
You say you got death on your mind
Shut the fuck up, boy
You're tellin' to the nine
Load up the carbon, bust it at his eye
You niggas really be snitches in disguise
You snitches in disguise

I don't wanna take no losses so
I'm playin' all for keeps
And my heart can't take no more
Of all this pain attackin' me
I don't wanna take no heartbreak so
I'm playin' it for keeps
And my heart can't take no more
Of all this pain attackin' me