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 shit, I could seal (Yeah)
She's tripping and buying some skill (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be fucking on fans, skate in Gucci like Vans
Fuck with shooting half care, yeah
They hating on with them keeping the opps so upset, look, look
Call the bitch 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 shit 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 bitch, she a naughty
Your bitch know I'm dogging
I'm so optimistic, but sodium they salty

[Verse 2: Mackned]
Sodium in that raw, fuck on me I'm taking off
Fuck on me and take it off, nigga shoot don't take no thots
My niggas don't fuck with frauds
My niggas can't loosen face
My niggas can't loosen frauds
My niggas 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 niggas sodium we ballin' and it's too sad
Rifle lookin' like a musket bro you too chad
I said you too chad, yeah
My bitch a model with some thigh gap, yeah
My bitch a model with some thigh gap

[Chorus: Mackned]
Sodium they salty, sodium that salt
Sodium they salty, sodium that salt
Your bitch, she a naughty
Your bitch 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 fuck with you (Fuck with you)
(Sike) I'd stop fucking with you twice, I don't wanna act nice
I don't wanna take a picture (Nah, a picture, nah)
Hoes wanna fuck 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 fucking snakes in this goddamn business (Damn)
I do my thing on a bitch (Bih)
You put a ring on a bitch (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 bitch (Woo)
I feel like a king in this bitch (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 bitch, she a naughty
Your bitch know I'm dogging
I'm so optimistic, but sodium they salty