Sodium Warning Lyrics

Listen up, here's a little story of success

The glizzy gang took a whole planet with finesse

Now they're coming back, going to ring a fucking bell

You better watch your back if you serve it in a shell

Coming at you with the lettuce, the cheddars, Berettas

And if you got beef now, it isn't going to get better

So bring on the Baja, I'll bring on the Blast

And when it all settles, you'll be in a casket

I mean face it

These items might be kind of basic

But bitch you might need Lasik

If you think I'm not about that cheddar

Sounds like you need to know me better

I could eat this stuff everyday

Don't care what you say

This isn't Burger King

But I still have it my way

Calories clogging them arteries

Keeping me straight while they giving you heart disease

I see you trying, you huffing and crying

Sit this one out, go back to Chuck E. Cheese

I make some guarantees, you out here wearing these

Bruises I made for you special, my enemies

Covered in cuts, the fight will be nuts

Just like the ancient philosopher Bophades (What)

I want a taco with crunch

One I can bring home for lunch

Two I can get without spending a bunch

Three I can have while I munch

Four straight to my door

Five, don't be a bore anymore

Because now you know I'm dashing

Because these tacos won't be lasting

You might be crazy if you think I'm fasting

Oh shit, did you hear a knock at the door?

The haters are salty, but what the fuck for?

They wanted a bit of this Shrimp Money shit

But they came for these tacos, we told them to get

They vomit up poison, fall to the floor

They got to die before they know the real deep lore

I thought about this and I got to admit

A Shrimp Money death-cult? Kind of lit

Woo

Yeah yeah

Alright let's finish this

Taco Bell on a Tuesday

What more is there to say

Give me a burrito mayday

Hand it to me because I'm lazy

My mind is getting hazy

Tell me when they pays me

If you need me come and page me