[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Carti] I came up (yuh) Bustin' down a bag (bag) nigga, step back (what) Why you peep a nigga's swag (yuh) You don't gotta ask (for what?) What are those? is that? (For y'all) don't touch my Raf (Please don't touch my Raf) Please touch my Raf (what)
1: A$AP Rocky] I'm up like rappers I'm Raf'd up on Get out on camera Squeeze like asthma It's rare Raf I wear Raf Bare Raf I wear Raf invest into some Raf shares Lil niggas share Raf and I'm drippin' on racks Rick be the tag Do the dash Yeah I'm boastin', never don't touch my Raf Bought a Kris Van 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 nigga tabs fly first class Quavo hit 'em the dab don't touch my Raf Simons
[Verse 2: Ho, don't on my Raf Simons Ho, don't on my Raf Simons Ho, don't on my Raf Simons Do you know how much I'm My closet worth 'bout a Took the lil' to the runway Now she naked in the Raf All kind of colors color Left wrist, butter (ice) Maison Margiela my (Margiela) Mama told me never (mama!) Raf Simons, don't 'em Got bitch wanna date him
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Huh? Don't 'em talkin' 'bout the paper I to God these niggas be haters They be hatin', I feel out the Live in cul-de-sac, get that lawn Ooh, right with my on my neck and Rollie on Now got all different flavors Hit bitch, I'm with my Life Savers Oooh, feel like Vader I'm a boss so you I might Wraith you Ooh, Raf in my Yeah, the gas Bet you know that I'm gon' it Wait, the reason that they mad Lil Uzi, yeah he made it Yeah, I that Raf 'fore I made it Yeah, I wore Raf 'fore I made it Yeah, got Raf all in my basement Yeah, fuck these bitches they got patience Yeah, fuck these bitches 'cause I'm famous Yeah, put my side bitch in Jacob Ayy, them plays with my Lego I get it, I it, hundred on my table