Luyện nghe bài hát RAF

[Chorus: A$AP & Playboi Carti]
I came up (yuh)
Bustin' down a bag (bag)
Broke nigga, back (what)
Why don't you peep a swag (yuh)
You don't even ask (for what?)
are those? What is that? (For y'all)
Please don't my Raf (Please don't touch my Raf)
Please touch my Raf (what)

1: A$AP Rocky]
I'm racked up rappers
I'm Raf'd up on
Get out on camera
pump like asthma
It's rare Raf I wear Raf
Raf when I wear Raf
Might into some Raf shares
Lil niggas still Raf
Yeah and I'm drippin' on
Owens be the tag
Do the dash
Yeah I'm boastin', never
Please touch my Raf
a Kris Van Assche
Alessandra Gucci
W. collab
Yeah, she pop it a mac
Yeah, she it on the bag
buy another bag
'Cause she always it back
Yeah, you how to make it last
Plus a nigga keepin'
fly first class
Quavo hit 'em the dab
Please don't touch my Raf

2: Quavo]
Ho, don't step on my Raf
Ho, step on my Raf Simons
Ho, don't step on my Raf
Do you how much I'm spendin'?
My closet worth 'bout a
Took the bitch to the runway
Now she in the kitchen
Raf
All kind of colors
color
Left wrist, butter (ice)
Margiela my sweater (Margiela)
Mama told me never (mama!)
Raf Simons, lace 'em
Got your bitch wanna him

3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Huh?
want 'em talkin' 'bout the paper
I swear to God niggas be haters
They be hatin', I feel out the
Live in cul-de-sac, get that lawn
Ooh, with my neighbors
Diamonds on my neck and on
Now Atlanta got all different
Hit that bitch, I'm my Life Savers
Oooh, feel like Darth
I'm a boss so you know I Wraith you
Ooh, Raf in my
Yeah, the gas
Bet you know that I'm gon' it
Wait, that's the that they mad
'Cause Lil Uzi, yeah he it
Yeah, I wore that Raf 'fore I it
Yeah, I wore that Raf I made it
Yeah, got Raf all in my basement
Yeah, fuck these bitches they got patience
Yeah, fuck these once 'cause I'm famous
Yeah, put my side in Marc Jacob
Ayy, makin' them plays with my
I get it, I count it, hundred on my