[Chorus: A$AP & Playboi Carti] I done up (yuh) Bustin' down a bag (bag) Broke nigga, back (what) Why don't you a nigga's swag (yuh) You don't gotta ask (for what?) are those? What is that? (For y'all) Please don't touch my Raf (Please don't my Raf) don't touch my Raf (what)
[Verse 1: A$AP I'm racked up like I'm Raf'd up on Get out on camera pump like asthma It's Raf when I wear Raf Bare Raf when I Raf Might invest into some Raf Lil niggas share Raf and I'm drippin' on racks Rick be the tag Do the dash I'm boastin', never brag Please touch my Raf Bought a Van Assche 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 a nigga keepin' tabs I'ma fly class Quavo hit 'em the dab don't touch my Raf Simons
[Verse 2: Ho, step on my Raf Simons Ho, don't step on my Raf Ho, don't on my Raf Simons Do you know how I'm spendin'? My closet 'bout a milli Took the lil' to the runway Now she in the kitchen Raf All of crazy colors color Left wrist, Rollie (ice) Maison Margiela my (Margiela) Mama me never settle (mama!) Raf Simons, don't 'em Got your bitch wanna him
3: Lil Uzi Vert] Huh? Don't want 'em talkin' the paper I swear to God these niggas be They be hatin', I out the vapors Live in cul-de-sac, get that lawn Ooh, right with my Diamonds on my and Rollie on Now got all different flavors Hit bitch, I'm with my Life Savers Oooh, feel like Darth I'm a boss so you know I might you Ooh, Raf in my Yeah, the gas Bet you know that I'm face it Wait, that's the reason they mad Lil Uzi, yeah he made it Yeah, I that Raf 'fore I made it Yeah, I wore that Raf 'fore I it Yeah, got Raf all in my basement Yeah, these bitches once they got patience Yeah, fuck these bitches 'cause I'm famous Yeah, put my bitch in Marc Jacob Ayy, them plays with my Lego I get it, I count it, hundred on my