Asap Rocky - Raf Feat Playboi Carti Y Quavo Lyrics

[A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti]
I done came up (yuh)
Bustin' down a whole bag (bag)
Broke nigga, step back (for what?)
Why don't you peep a nigga's swag? (Yuh)
You ain't even gotta ask (for what?)
What are those? What is that? (Yuh)
Please, don't touch my Raf (please, don't touch my Raf)
Please, don't touch my Raf (for what?)

I'm racked up like rappers (uh)
I'm Raf'd up on camera (that's right)
Get knocked out on camera (all this Raf)
Squeeze pump like asthma (yeah, right)
It's rare Raf when I wear Raf (Uh)
Bare Raf when I wear Raf (that's right)
Might invest into some Raf shares (all this Raf)
Lil' niggas still share Raf (that's right)
Yeah and I'm drippin' on racks (uh)
Rick Owens be the tag (that's right)
Do the digital dash (all this Raf)
Yeah, I'm boastin', never brag (yah)
Please, don't touch my Raf (What?)
Bought a Kris Van Assche (yah)
Alessandro Gucci glasses (yah)
J.W. anderson collab (uh)
Yeah, she pop it like a Mac (what?)
Yeah, she drop it on the bag (uh)
I'ma buy another bag (bag up)
'Cause she always bring it back (uh)
Yeah, you know how to make it last (yuh)
Plus, a nigga keepin' tabs (uh)
I'ma fly first class (uh)
Quavo, hit 'em with the dab (yuh)
Please, don't touch my Raf (please, don't touch my Raf)

[Quavo]
Hoe, don't step on my Raf Simons (yeah, Raf)
Hoe, don't step on my Raf Simons (uh, Raf)
Hoe, don't step on my Raf Simons (ooh)
Do you know how much I'm spendin'? (Huh, ooh)
My closet, it worth 'bout a milli' (milli', yeah, yeah)
Took the lil' bitch out the runway (yeah, uh)
Now she naked in the kitchen (uh)
Raf Simons (ayy), all kind of crazy colors (ayy, ayy)
Livin' color (colors), left wrist, Rollie butters (ice)
Maison Margiela my sweater (margiela)
Mama told me never settle (mama)
Raf Simons, don't lace 'em (it's Raf)
Got your bitch, wanna date her (ooh)

[A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti]
I done came up (yuh)
Bustin' down a whole bag (bag)
Broke nigga, step back (for what?)
Why don't you peep a nigga's swag? (Yuh)
You ain't even gotta ask (for what?)
What are those? What is that? (Yuh)
Please, don't touch my Raf (please, don't touch my Raf)
Please, don't touch my Raf (for what?)

[Quavo]
Hoe, don't step on my Raf Simons (yeah, Raf)
Hoe, don't step on my Raf Simons (uh, Raf)
Hoe, don't step on my Raf Simons (ooh)
Do you know how much I'm spendin'? (huh, ooh)
My closet, it worth 'bout a milli' (milli', yeah, yeah)
Took the lil' bitch out the runway (yeah, uh)
Now she naked in the kitchen (uh)