[Chorus: Rocky & Playboi Carti] I came up (yuh) Bustin' a whole bag (bag) Broke nigga, step (what) Why you peep a nigga's swag (yuh) You even gotta ask (for what?) What are those? What is (For y'all) Please don't touch my Raf (Please touch my Raf) don't touch my Raf (what)
[Verse 1: Rocky] I'm racked up rappers I'm Raf'd up on Get knocked out on Squeeze pump asthma It's rare Raf I wear Raf Bare Raf when I Raf invest into some Raf shares Lil still share Raf Yeah and I'm on racks Rick be the tag Do the dash Yeah I'm boastin', brag Please touch my Raf Bought a Kris Van Gucci glasses W. collab 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 it last Plus a nigga keepin' fly first class Quavo hit 'em the dab Please touch my Raf Simons
2: Quavo] Ho, don't step on my Raf Ho, don't step on my Raf Ho, don't step on my Raf Do you know how I'm spendin'? My closet worth 'bout a the lil' bitch to the runway Now she in the kitchen Raf All kind of crazy Livin' Left wrist, Rollie (ice) Maison my sweater (Margiela) told me never settle (mama!) Raf Simons, don't 'em Got your bitch wanna him
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Huh? Don't want 'em talkin' the paper I swear to God these 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 got all different flavors Hit bitch, I'm with my Life Savers Oooh, feel like Vader 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 that Raf 'fore I made it Yeah, I that Raf 'fore I made it Yeah, got Raf all in my basement Yeah, these bitches once they got patience Yeah, these bitches once 'cause I'm famous Yeah, put my bitch in Marc Jacob Ayy, makin' them plays my Lego I get it, I it, hundred on my table