Luyện nghe bài hát RAF

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

[Verse 1: Rocky]
I'm racked up rappers
I'm Raf'd up on
Get out on camera
Squeeze like asthma
It's rare Raf I wear Raf
Raf when I wear Raf
Might invest into some Raf
Lil still share Raf
Yeah and I'm drippin' on
Rick be the tag
Do the dash
Yeah I'm boastin', brag
Please touch my Raf
a Kris Van Assche
Alessandra glasses
W. Anderson
Yeah, she pop it a mac
Yeah, she it on the bag
I'ma buy bag
she always bring it back
Yeah, you know how to make it
Plus a nigga tabs
I'ma fly class
hit 'em with the dab
Please don't my Raf Simons

[Verse 2:
Ho, don't on my Raf Simons
Ho, step on my Raf Simons
Ho, don't step on my Raf
Do you know how much I'm
My closet worth 'bout a
Took the bitch 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 wanna date him

3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Huh?
Don't want 'em talkin' 'bout the
I swear to God these niggas be
be hatin', I feel out the vapors
Live in cul-de-sac, gon' get that
Ooh, right my neighbors
on my neck and Rollie on
Now got all different flavors
Hit that bitch, I'm with my Life
Oooh, feel like Darth
I'm a so you know I might Wraith you
Ooh, Raf in my
Yeah, the gas
Bet you that I'm gon' face it
Wait, that's the reason that mad
Lil Uzi, yeah he made it
Yeah, I wore that Raf 'fore I it
Yeah, I wore that Raf 'fore I it
Yeah, got that Raf all in my
Yeah, fuck these bitches once got patience
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 it, hundred on my table