[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Carti] I came up (yuh) Bustin' a whole bag (bag) Broke nigga, step (what) Why don't you a nigga's swag (yuh) You don't gotta ask (for what?) What are What is that? (For y'all) Please don't touch my Raf (Please touch my Raf) Please don't my Raf (what)
[Verse 1: Rocky] I'm racked up rappers I'm up on camera Get knocked out on Squeeze pump like It's Raf when I wear Raf Bare Raf when I Raf Might into some Raf shares Lil still share Raf and I'm drippin' on racks Rick be the tag Do the dash I'm boastin', never brag Please don't my Raf Bought a Kris Van Gucci glasses W. Anderson Yeah, she pop it a mac Yeah, she it on the bag buy another bag 'Cause she always it back Yeah, you know how to make it Plus a nigga tabs fly first class Quavo hit 'em the dab Please touch my Raf Simons
[Verse 2: Ho, don't step on my Raf Ho, don't step on my Raf Ho, don't on my Raf Simons Do you know how I'm spendin'? My worth 'bout a milli Took the lil' to the runway Now she naked in the Raf All kind of colors Livin' wrist, Rollie butter (ice) Maison Margiela my (Margiela) Mama told me never (mama!) Raf Simons, don't 'em Got your bitch wanna him
3: Lil Uzi Vert] Huh? Don't 'em talkin' 'bout the paper I swear to God these be haters be hatin', I feel out the vapors Live in cul-de-sac, gon' get lawn Ooh, right my neighbors on my neck and Rollie on Now Atlanta got all different Hit bitch, I'm with 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, the reason that they mad 'Cause Lil Uzi, he made it Yeah, I wore that Raf I made it Yeah, I wore that Raf I made it Yeah, got that Raf all in my Yeah, fuck these bitches once got patience Yeah, fuck these bitches once I'm famous Yeah, put my side in Marc Jacob Ayy, makin' them plays with my I get it, I count it, on my table