[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Playboi I came up (yuh) Bustin' a whole bag (bag) nigga, step back (what) Why don't you a nigga's swag (yuh) You even gotta ask (for what?) are those? What is that? (For y'all) Please touch my Raf (Please don't touch my Raf) Please don't my Raf (what)
1: A$AP Rocky] I'm racked up rappers I'm Raf'd up on Get out on camera Squeeze pump like It's rare Raf I wear Raf Raf when I wear Raf Might invest into Raf shares Lil niggas still Raf Yeah and I'm on racks Owens be the tag Do the digital I'm boastin', never brag Please don't my Raf a Kris Van Assche Alessandra Gucci W. Anderson Yeah, she pop it a mac Yeah, she it on the bag buy another bag 'Cause she always bring it Yeah, you know how to make it Plus a keepin' tabs I'ma fly first Quavo hit 'em the dab Please don't my Raf Simons
2: Quavo] Ho, step on my Raf Simons Ho, step on my Raf Simons Ho, step on my Raf Simons Do you know how I'm spendin'? My closet 'bout a milli Took the bitch to the runway Now she in the kitchen Raf All kind of crazy Livin' Left wrist, Rollie (ice) Margiela my sweater (Margiela) Mama me never settle (mama!) Raf Simons, don't 'em Got bitch wanna date him
3: Lil Uzi Vert] Huh? Don't want 'em 'bout the paper I swear to God these niggas be be hatin', I feel out the vapors Live in cul-de-sac, get that lawn Ooh, right with my Diamonds on my and Rollie on Now Atlanta got all flavors Hit bitch, I'm with my Life Savers Oooh, feel like Darth I'm a so you know I might Wraith you Ooh, Raf in my Yeah, the gas Bet you know that I'm face it Wait, the reason that they mad 'Cause Lil Uzi, he made it Yeah, I wore that Raf I made it Yeah, I wore that Raf 'fore I it Yeah, got Raf all in my basement Yeah, fuck these bitches once they got Yeah, fuck these once 'cause I'm famous Yeah, put my bitch in Marc Jacob Ayy, makin' them plays with my I get it, I count it, hundred on my