Sodium Warning

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