RAF

[Chorus]
Please don't touch my RAF
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Please don’t touch my bag
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)

[Verse 1]
Throw that bitch like a frisbe (ayy)
Suck my dick and she kiss me (ayy)
I'm a doctor but not Dre
I'm so high, I’m dizzy (ayy)
She got me addicted she just like a drug (like a drug, yeah)
Calin' out the Migos, I'm gon' need a Juug (callin' out, yeah)
I just called your bitch because I need a hug (brrt)
Now I think my dick is getting the most love (smash)
I fucked up her brother (yeah, yeah)
Then I fucked her mother (smash)
Then I fucked her after (smash)
She call me LewXs the master (oh yeah)
I'm the white Quavo, step aside I am the real Huncho (Huncho)
Got her pussy so wet, I'm gon' need a poncho (splash, poncho)
Get up out my lane (skrt skrt)
Get up out my lane (skrt skrt)
Get up out my face (skrt skrt)
Get up out my face, yeah (skrt skrt, skrt skrt)

[Chorus]
Please don’t touch my RAF
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Please don’t touch my bag
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)
Please don't touch my RAF
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Please don’t touch my bag
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)

[Verse 2]
Hoe don't step on my RAF Simmons (bag)
Hoe don't step on my RAF Simmons (nah)
Do you know how much I'm spendin’? (cash)
Yeah, the bag cost 'bout a million (bag)
'Bouta take off on the runway (skr-skr)
Fuck on a thot every Monday (thot)
Yeah, that bitch drive a Hyundai (skr-skr)
Hair red like Ariana Grande (woah)
RAF Simmons (woo), all kinds of crazy colors (ayy, ayy)
RAF Simmons (RAF), cash in it weigh like boulders (boulders)
Do it like Nelson Mandela (Mandela)
Two G's on my sweater (my sweater)
Bitch, you know LewXs better (ayy)
Bitch, you know that I'm better (ayy)
Hop out the coupe (skrt)
Diamonds on you (ice)
Bitch shinin' bright (ayy, ayy)
95 Nike's (ayy, ayy)
Hop on the jet (phew)
I make you wet (splash)
VVS (V)
You the best (god damn)
You say when I sing I sound like Kanye West
I love it (you're such a fucking hoe)

[Chorus]
Please don't touch my RAF
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Please don't touch my bag
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)
I got Gucci on your bitch (ayy)

[Verse 3]
Take me back, oh (take me back)
Take me back, yeah (take me back)
No, I'm not goin' back to the trap, though (to the trap)
I just made out the underground bando (bando)
Got like 50-60 grand and a Lambo (skrr skrr)
Please don't touch my RAF (RAF)
Please don't touch my RAF (bag)
Yeah, Supreme16's in the bag though (oh yeah)
Sippin' lean and I'm smokin' up a gram, though (sippin' lean)
You said that I can't but I can, though (ayy ayy)
I'ma keep goin' until I die (woo), do this for life (ayy)
I don't need help from nobody, not even Christ (no)
And when I fuck your bitch all she gon' do is cry (smash)
I be in the kitchen and we whippin' up pies (ayy, oh)

[Outro]
Please don't touch my RAF
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Got a Rollie on my wrist (ayy)
Please don't touch my bag