[Intro: XXXTENTACION]
Very fucking holy, very fucking rare
Marvelous, absolutely mother fucking marvelous, dawg
Marvelous!
Tell these fuck n***as I said very rare

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
You gon' store it if I pressure boy, huh (Huh)
You gon' piss if I squeeze it boy, huh (Huh)
You ain't shooting, why you flexing boy, huh (Huh)

[Verse: Nyora Spouse]
Black on and it’s night time
Don’t dream cause you might find me
In the cut, with some knives on me
Guns strapped and your wife hold me
Been doing drugs for so long
Hit you bitch then hit the bong
Just recording making songs
Turn around and feelin’ wrong
It’s an all black attack
As I pull up in the lack
With some hoes on my lap
And they smokin’ on that dank
Pop us some xannies
I’m plotting on Grammy’s
You plotting to fail, then I come for the win
I left that bitch Tammy
For that bitch Sandy
Both of them angry
At least I win