I done came up, busted down a whole bag Broke a n***a step back, watch a peep a n***a swag He ain't even gotta ask, what are those with his dad Please don't touch my rack, please don't touch my rack I'm racked up like rappers, I'm wrapped up on camera Get knocked out on camera, squeeze pump like asthma It's Red Raph when I wear Raph, bare Raph when I wear Raph Might invest into some rap shits, lil n***a still share Raph And I'm drippin' on Raph, where it gon' be the tap Do the digital dab, yeah I'm boastin' never braggin' Please don't touch my rack, all the Chris Finn ass, Alessandra Gucci glasses, the W Henderson collage Yeah she pop it like a Mac, yeah she drop it on the bag I'ma buy another bag, cuz she always bring it back Yeah you know how to make it last, plus a n***a keepin' tabs I'ma fly first class, Quavo hit him with the dab Please don't touch my rack Hold on step on my Raph Simmons, hold on step on my Raph Simmons Hold on step on my Raph Simmons, do you know how much I'm spendin'? My closet, it work by the millies Took the lil bitch off the runway Now she naked in the kitchen Raph Simmons, all kinda crazy colors Livin' color, left wrist, roll it butter Make some Margiela my sweater, mama told me never settle Raph Simmons, don't lace him, got your bitch wanna date him Huh, wait, don't wanna talk about the papers I swear they got these n****s behaviors They be hatin', I feel all the vapors Livin' corner sack, don't get along Ooh, ride with my neighbors Diamonds on my neck, I roll it on Now Atlanta got underpinned flavors Hit that bitch right on with my lightsabers Ooh, feel like Darth Vader I'm a boss, you know I might riff it Ooh, Raph in my basement, yeah Pass the gas, but you know that I'm gon' face it Wait, that's the reason that they mad Color Uzi, yeah he made it, yeah I wore that Raph while I made it, yeah I wore that Raph while I made it, yeah Got that Raph all in my basement, yeah Fuck your bitch once, they got patience, yeah Fuck your bitch once, cause I'm famous, yeah Put my side bitch in my Jacob, ayy Makin' a place with my label, I get it, I count it Hundred on my table, yeah We gon' need a bigger table, though Need some capos, I done watched him basic Wouldn't sign you if I had a label That designer on a n***a label fuego Donner bottle still under the limit I could buy your bitch just off my debit I could buy her, now fuck with my credit Ain't no executives flexin' my blessings Ain't no middleman cuttin' my blessings I got all of this fig for the Lord Worship, you ain't slammin', got the Oz burgers I'ma drive that n***a, he deserve it I'ma read his ass like LaBeija And I went to Coole with my momma And it's with the fool, need Obama Play the ravioli at Obama's ride, ride, ride Can't you see I'm eatin' Rips like ravioli stuffed with diamonds, ride, ride We don't have the same problem I get Raph Simmons cause I'm gifted That means sometimes I give it, I don't even want it Get Raph Simmons when I'm gifted That means sometimes I give it, you know that you want it Sterling silver lasers, that's all Rubies red, my skin too black to blush This bitch too red to bust Send it on the iPhone pages The saint on the gram, wizard of Oz Pocket pockets full of mint leaves Wipin', smellin' like it bust tea Say cheese, see the porcelain Sesame water, see swordfish Backwoods off 4th Street Raph draggin' on the floor, bitch Flame, Thor in it, man I'm torturing the road in these Gucci flames Stuck to the pavement, they glued I'm 2.5 million in the venue and 2,500 or two I'm cold and my lungs in the muddy I'm cold like I'm sick with the flu I cover my face and I'm bloody Let's break summer 2002 Yeah, please don't touch my Raph Sleep in the grass, teddy Sleep with the teddy Quick with the hands, ready Please don't touch my bag Please don't touch my Raph Shirt off on cam, ready Dirt stock in, memory Please don't pop my tag