Sodium lyrics

[Intro: Mackned]
Ayy, sodium that salt
Ayy, sodium they salty
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Mackned]
I think I just booked a hotel
I think I just left her, I kill
I'm flipping this sh*t, I could seal (Yeah)
She's tripping and buying some skill (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be f*cking on fans, skate in Gucci like Vans
f*ck with shooting half care, yeah
They hating on with them keeping the opps so upset, look, look
Call the b*tch a Uber and I made her walk back, look
I could see the future, might kick balling mad racks, look
Play by play, just a game player, look
Fuel jets in my curfew, yeah
There's something cold, yeah
Missed Max with that gold, yeah
That sh*t yellow ain't a rose, yeah
I don't where you was raised, but I'm from where it grows

[Chorus: Mackned]
Sodium they salty, sodium they salt
Sodium they salty, sodium they salt
Your b*tch, she a naughty
Your b*tch know I'm dogging
I'm so optimistic, but sodium they salty
[Verse 2: Mackned]
Sodium in that raw, f*ck on me I'm taking off
f*ck on me and take it off, n*gga shoot don't take no thots
My n*ggas don't f*ck with frauds
My n*ggas can't loosen face
My n*ggas can't loosen frauds
My n*ggas can't loosen bros
Please don't kiss that hoe, I need O's and blows
That's expressed way, cat her off and let her go
Poppin' pain man, I'm from the right city but I ain't not the Rayman
These n*ggas sodium we ballin' and it's too sad
Rifle lookin' like a musket bro you too chad
I said you too chad, yeah
My b*tch a model with some thigh gap, yeah
My b*tch a model with some thigh gap

[Chorus: Mackned]
Sodium they salty, sodium that salt
Sodium they salty, sodium that salt
Your b*tch, she a naughty
Your b*tch know I'm dogging
I'm so optimistic, but sodium they salty

[Verse 3: Lil Peep]
Everybody calling on my phone, not calling on my phone
Like I'd still f*ck with you (f*ck with you)
(Sike) I'd stop f*cking with you twice, I don't wanna act nice
I don't wanna take a picture (Nah, a picture, nah)
Hoes wanna f*ck me for my face, think it's something
'Bout my face got her boyfriend tripping (Why you tripping man?)
No competition, just hate
It's a lot of f*cking snakes in this goddamn business (Damn)
I do my thing on a b*tch (Bih)
You put a ring on a b*tch (Bih, bih)
I took a perc when I woke up (Yeah)
I took your girl when I walk up (Damn)
Pull up and sing on a b*tch (Woo)
I feel like a king in this b*tch (Yeah)
Ten racks for a damn verse, ten racks in my man purse (Woo, woo)
[Chorus: Mackned]
Sodium they salty, sodium that salt
Sodium they salty, sodium that salt
Your b*tch, she a naughty
Your b*tch know I'm dogging
I'm so optimistic, but sodium they salty