“RAF” (released as a single via streaming)
“RAF (Version 2)” (never released with a CDQ)
“RAF (Album Version)” (this version)
This song was also featured in Madden NFL 18.
Raf
A$AP Mob Lyrics
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Bustin' down a whole bag (bag)
Broke nigga, step back (for what?)
Why don't you peep a nigga's swag? (Yuh)
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
I'm Raf'd up on camera
Get knocked out on camera
Squeeze pump, like asthma
It's rare Raf, when I wear Raf
Bare Raf, when I wear Raf
Might invest into some Raf shares
Lil' niggas still share Raf
Yeah and I'm drippin' on racks
Rick Owens be the tag
Do the digital dash
Yeah, I'm boastin', never brag
Please, don't touch my Raf
Bought a Kris Van Assche
Alessandro Gucci glasses
J.w. Anderson collab
Yeah, she pop it like a Mac
Yeah, she drop it on the bag
I'ma buy another bag
'Cause she always bring it back
Yeah, you know how to make it last
Plus, a nigga keepin' tabs
I'ma fly first class
Quavo hit 'em with the dab
Please, don't touch my Raf
Ho, don't step on my Raf Simons (yah, Raf)
Ho, don't step on my Raf Simons (uh, Raf)
Ho, 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 (yah, 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 him (ooh)
Huh? What?
Don't want 'em talkin' 'bout the paper
I swear to God these niggas be haters (yah)
They be hatin', I feel all the vapors
Live in cul-de-sac, gon' get that lawn
Ooh, right with my neighbors (yeah)
Diamonds on my neck and Rollie on
Now Atlanta got all different flavors
Hit that bitch right on with my lightsaber
Ooh, feel like Darth Vader
I'm a boss, so you know, I might Wraith you
Ooh, Raf in my basement (yeah)
Yeah, pass the gas
Bet you know, that I'm gon' face it
Wait, that's the reason that they mad
'Cause Lil Uzi, yeah, he made it, yeah
I wore that Raf, 'fore I made it, yeah
I wore that Raf, 'fore I made it, yeah
Got that Raf all in my basement, yeah
Fuck your bitch once, ain't got patience, yeah (yeah)
Fuck your bitch once, 'cause I'm famous, yeah
Put my side bitch in Marc Jacobs, ayy
Makin' them plays with my label
I get it, I count it, hundred on my table (yeah)
We gon' need a bigger table, though
Need some cable, tired of watchin' basic
Wouldn't sign ya, if I had a label
That designer on a nigga label fuego
Down the bottle, still under the limit
I could buy your bitch, just off my debit
I could buy her, not fuck up my credit
Ain't no executives, flexin' my blessings
Ain't no middleman, cut in my blessings
I got all of this flick for the Lord's worship
You ain't slammin', got the Asperger's
I'ma drag that nigga, he deserve it
I'ma read his ass like a LaBeija
Anna Wintour cool with my mama
And it's winter, fool, need a bomber
Plate of ravioli at Obama's, right, right, right
(Can't you see I'm eating what's poppin'?)
Mix the ravioli, stuffed with diamonds, right, right?
(We don't have the same problems)
I get Raf Simons, 'cause I'm gifted
That means, sometimes they give it and don't even want it
Give Raf Simons, when I'm giftin'
That means sometimes I give it, you know that you want it
Sterling silver lasers (yessir)
Rubies red, my skin too black to blush
This bitch too rare to bust
Seen her in the iPhone pages
This ain't on the Gram, Wizard of OZ
Parka pockets full of mint leave
Guap is smelling like it brush teeth
Say cheese, see the porcelain
Sand and water, see swordfish
Backwoods all forestry
Raf draggin' on the
Floor, bitch
Flame thrower in it, in it
I'm torchin' the road in these Gucci flames
Stuck to the pavement, they glued
I'm two-point-five million a venue
And twenty-five hundred a tooth
I'm coatin' my lungs in the muddy
I'm cold like I'm sick with the flu
I cover my face and I'm bloody
That Spring/Summer 2002
Two, two, two, two, yeah
Please, don't touch my Raf
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 Raf
Shirt off, I'm cam ready
Deadstock in memory
Please, don't pop my tag
The first verse of "Raf" by A$AP Mob starts with the rapper boasting about his status and wealth. He claims to have come a long way and has the money to spend on expensive goods, like Raf Simons clothing. The lyrics seem to suggest that he may be somewhat protective of his collection. The second verse is similarly focused on luxury goods, with the rapper describing the brands he is wearing and seemingly flexing his wealth. The final verse seems to be more about asserting his dominance as a rapper and describing the ways in which he is superior to others in the industry. Throughout the song, the primary themes seem to be wealth, luxury goods, and power dynamics in the rap game.
Overall, "Raf" is a song that showcases the excess and extravagance that is often associated with the hip-hop industry. The lyrics are filled with references to high-end fashion brands and other expensive items, and the artists seem to be trying to assert their dominance over others in the industry through these displays of wealth.
Line by Line Meaning
I done came up (yuh, ooh)
I have achieved success and made significant progress in life
Bustin' down a whole bag (bag)
I am spending a large amount of money freely
Broke nigga, step back (for what?)
Poor individuals, move away and don't interfere
Why don't you peep a nigga's swag? (Yuh)
Why don't you observe and admire someone's style and confidence?
Ain't even gotta ask (for what?)
There is no need to question or inquire
What are those? What is that? (Yuh)
What are those items? What is that thing?
Please, don't touch my Raf (please don't touch my Raf)
Please refrain from handling or tampering with my Raf Simons fashion items
Please, don't touch my Raf (for what?)
Please, there is no valid reason to touch my Raf Simons items
I'm racked up, like rappers
I have accumulated wealth and riches similar to successful rappers
I'm Raf'd up on camera
I am wearing Raf Simons clothing while being recorded
Get knocked out on camera
Witness me defeating someone violently and capturing it on film
Squeeze pump, like asthma
I use a firearm aggressively, like an asthmatic using an inhaler
It's rare Raf, when I wear Raf
The Raf Simons items I wear are exclusive and hard to find
Bare Raf, when I wear Raf
I often wear simple and minimalistic Raf Simons fashion
Might invest into some Raf shares
I am considering investing in Raf Simons as a business venture
Lil' niggas still share Raf
Young individuals are still borrowing and sharing Raf Simons items
Yeah and I'm drippin' on racks
I am showcasing my expensive clothing and jewelry
Rick Owens be the tag
I am wearing clothing with Rick Owens brand labels
Do the digital dash
I am driving with great speed and aggression
Yeah, I'm boastin', never brag
I am expressing my pride and confidence without being arrogant
Please, don't touch my Raf
Please avoid touching my Raf Simons items
Bought a Kris Van Assche
I have made a purchase of clothing designed by Kris Van Assche
Alessandro Gucci glasses
I am wearing eyewear created by Alessandro Gucci
J.w. Anderson collab
I am wearing a collaboration product between J.W. Anderson and another brand
Yeah, she pop it like a Mac
She dances provocatively and with skill, like a professional
Yeah, she drop it on the bag
She drops her body sensually onto a bag of money
I'ma buy another bag
I am going to purchase another bag of money
'Cause she always bring it back
Because she consistently returns with financial gains
Yeah, you know how to make it last
You are knowledgeable and skilled at preserving wealth
Plus, a nigga keepin' tabs
Additionally, I am closely monitoring and keeping track
I'ma fly first class
I will travel luxuriously in first-class accommodations
Quavo hit 'em with the dab
Quavo performed the popular dance move known as 'the dab'
Ho, don't step on my Raf Simons (yah, Raf)
Hey, be cautious not to damage or mess up my Raf Simons items
Do you know how much I'm spendin'? (Huh, ooh)
Are you aware of the significant amount of money I am currently using for purchases?
My closet it worth 'bout a milli' (milli', yeah, yeah)
The value of the items in my wardrobe amounts to around one million dollars
Took the lil' bitch out the runway (yah, uh)
I dated a girl who used to work as a fashion model
Now she naked in the kitchen (uh)
Now she is undressed and present in the kitchen
Raf Simons (ayy)
Referring to the fashion designer Raf Simons
All kind of crazy colors (ayy, ayy)
My Raf Simons items come in a variety of vibrant and unconventional colors
Livin' color (colors)
Emphasizing the colorful and vibrant aspects of my lifestyle
Left wrist, Rollie butters (ice)
My left wrist is adorned with a luxurious and expensive diamond Rolex watch
Maison Margiela my sweater (Margiela)
I am wearing a sweater designed by Maison Margiela
Mama told me never settle (mama)
My mother advised me to never accept mediocrity or less than what I deserve
Raf Simons, don't lace 'em (it's Raf)
When wearing Raf Simons sneakers, keep the laces untied
Got your bitch wanna date him (ooh)
Your girlfriend desires to be in a romantic relationship with me
Don't want 'em talkin' 'bout the paper
I don't want anyone discussing the money I possess
I swear to God these niggas be haters (yah)
I promise, these individuals are envious and dislike me
They be hatin', I feel all the vapors
Their hatred affects me emotionally and mentally
Live in cul-de-sac, gon' get that lawn
Residing in a cul-de-sac, I will obtain a well-maintained lawn
Ooh, right with my neighbors (yeah)
With a sense of pride, I establish a positive relationship with my neighbors
Diamonds on my neck and Rollie on
I am adorned with diamond jewelry around my neck and a Rolex watch on my wrist
Now Atlanta got all different flavors
Currently, there is a wide variety of unique styles and cultures present in Atlanta
Hit that bitch right on with my lightsaber
I forcefully engage with a woman using my metaphorical lightsaber (a reference to a sexual encounter)
Ooh, feel like Darth Vader
I experience a sense of power and dominance, similar to the fictional character Darth Vader
I'm a boss, so you know, I might Wraith you
I possess a position of authority, and I could potentially intimidate or harm you
Ooh, Raf in my basement (yeah)
I own Raf Simons items stored in my basement
Yeah, pass the gas
Yes, please hand me the marijuana
Bet you know, that I'm gon' face it
I am confident and determined to confront any challenges that come my way
Wait, that's the reason that they mad
Hold on, that is the cause of their anger and resentment
'Cause Lil Uzi, yeah, he made it, yeah
Because Lil Uzi Vert, a fellow artist, has successfully achieved fame and success
I wore that Raf, 'fore I made it, yeah
I wore Raf Simons clothing even before my rise to prominence
Got that Raf all in my basement, yeah
I possess a collection of Raf Simons items stored in my basement
Fuck your bitch once, ain't got patience, yeah (yeah)
I engage in sexual activities with your girlfriend without waiting or being patient
Fuck your bitch once, 'cause I'm famous, yeah
I have sexual encounters with your girlfriend simply because of my fame
Put my side bitch in Marc Jacobs, ayy
I dress my mistress in fashionable clothing made by Marc Jacobs
Makin' them plays with my label
I am making strategic moves and decisions related to my record label
I get it, I count it, hundred on my table (yeah)
I obtain money, I tally the amount, and there is a hundred-dollar bill on my table
We gon' need a bigger table, though
We will require a larger table to accommodate the amount of money we possess
Need some cable, tired of watchin' basic
We require a cable television subscription as we are tired of watching basic channels
Wouldn't sign ya, if I had a label
Even if I owned a record label, I would not sign you
That designer on a nigga label fuego
The designer clothing I wear is exceptionally fashionable and impressive
Down the bottle, still under the limit
I consume alcohol aggressively, but I am still within the legal limit
I could buy your bitch, just off my debit
I have enough financial power to purchase your girlfriend without struggle
I could buy her, not fuck up my credit
I am capable of buying her affection without negatively impacting my credit score
Ain't no executives, flexin' my blessings
I do not rely on corporate executives to showcase my successes and blessings
Ain't no middleman, cut in my blessings
I do not allow intermediaries to interfere with the positive things in my life
I got all of this flick for the Lord's worship
I possess an abundance of material goods to express devotion to my religious beliefs
You ain't slammin', got the Asperger's
You do not possess the ability to confidently impress others, as if you have Asperger's syndrome
I'ma drag that nigga, he deserve it
I am going to physically attack that individual because he deserves it
I'ma read his ass like a LaBeija
I am going to insult and criticize him in a manner similar to the LaBeija House in the ballroom scene
Anna Wintour cool with my mama
The influential fashion figure Anna Wintour has a positive relationship with my mother
And it's winter, fool, need a bomber
It is currently the winter season, so I require a warm jacket like a bomber jacket
Plate of ravioli at Obama's, right, right, right
Enjoying a plate of ravioli at the residence of former President Obama
(Can't you see I'm eating what's poppin'?)
(Can't you see I am enjoying and indulging in what is trendy and popular?)
Mix the ravioli, stuffed with diamonds, right, right?
Mixing the ravioli dish with diamonds, making it more luxurious and expensive, understand?
(We don't have the same problems)
(Our challenges and concerns are not comparable)
I get Raf Simons, 'cause I'm gifted
I obtain Raf Simons items because I possess talent and skill
That means, sometimes they give it and don't even want it
That implies that sometimes I receive Raf Simons items as gifts without even having to request them
Give Raf Simons, when I'm giftin'
I offer Raf Simons items as gifts when I am giving presents
That means sometimes I give it, you know that you want it
That means sometimes I give away Raf Simons items, and you want them, as you are aware
Sterling silver lasers (yessir)
I possess high-quality, dazzling silver objects
Rubies red, my skin too black to blush
I have expensive red ruby accessories and my skin is too dark to show a blush
This bitch too rare to bust
This woman is unique and rare, therefore, I will not engage in sexual activity with her
Seen her in the iPhone pages
I observed her on social media platforms, likely Instagram and other iPhone applications
This ain't on the Gram, Wizard of OZ
This situation or experience is not shared or displayed publicly on Instagram, like a scene from the movie 'The Wizard of Oz'
Parka pockets full of mint leave
The pockets of my parka jacket contain a significant amount of money
Guap is smelling like it brush teeth
My money has a distinct smell, similar to freshly brushed teeth
Say cheese, see the porcelain
Smile for the camera and see the luxurious white porcelain smile
Sand and water, see swordfish
I observe swordfish swimming in the sand and water, likely referencing a luxurious vacation destination
Backwoods all forestry
The Backwoods cigar I am smoking is wrapped in a leaf from the forest
Raf draggin' on the floor, bitch
My Raf Simons clothing is so long and oversized that it drags on the floor, female dog
Flame thrower in it, in it
There is a flame thrower device present and active
I'm torchin' the road in these Gucci flames
I am moving quickly and leaving a trail of burned rubber on the road with my Gucci shoes
Stuck to the pavement, they glued
My shoes are firmly attached to the pavement, as if they have been glued down
I'm two-point-five million a venue
I am worth two and a half million dollars per music performance venue
And twenty-five hundred a tooth
I am willing to pay twenty-five hundred dollars for each tooth
I'm coatin' my lungs in the muddy
I am filling my lungs with a mixture of drugs, most likely codeine cough syrup mixed with soda
I'm cold like I'm sick with the flu
I am emotionally detached and unemotional, similar to someone with the flu
I cover my face and I'm bloody
I conceal my face, and it appears to be covered in blood
That Spring/Summer 2002
That is a reference to the specific collection of Raf Simons from the Spring/Summer season in 2002
Two, two, two, two, yeah
Repeating the number 'two,' possibly indicating a code or secret message
Please, don't touch my Raf
Please refrain from touching my Raf Simons items
Sleep in the grass, Teddy
I sleep comfortably on the grass with my Teddy (referencing a stuffed toy or nickname)
Sleep with the Teddy
I sleep with a Teddy (referencing a stuffed toy or nickname)
Quick with the hands, ready
I am skilled and fast with my hands, prepared for any situation
Please, don't touch my bag
Please avoid touching my bag of money
Shirt off, I'm cam ready
I am shirtless and prepared for action or being filmed
Deadstock in memory
I possess brand new items that are no longer available for sale, kept for sentimental value
Please, don't pop my tag
Please do not remove the tag from my clothing, as I may return or resell it
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christopher Edwin Breaux, David Maximillian Cunningham, Jordan Carter, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Rakim Mayers, Symere Woods
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@Frank2010Trey
Since they left Uzi out....
"Huh? What?
Don’t want ’em talkin’ ’bout the paper
I swear to God these niggas be haters
They be hatin’, I feel out the vapors
Live in cul-de-sac, gon’ get that lawn
Ooh, right with my neighbors
Diamonds on my neck and Rollie on
Now Atlanta got all different flavors
Hit that bitch I’m with my Life Savers
Oooh, feel like Darth Vader
I’m a boss so you know I might Wraith you
Ooh, Raf in my basement
Yeah pass the gas
Bet you know that I’m gon’ face it
Wait, that’s the reason that they mad
‘Cause Lil Uzi, yeah he made it
Yeah, I wore that Raf ‘fore I made it
Yeah, I wore that Raf ‘fore I made it
Yeah, got that Raf all in my basement
Yeah, fuck these bitches once they got patience
Yeah, fuck these bitches once ’cause I’m famous
Yeah, put my side bitch in Marc Jacob
Ayy, makin’ them plays with my Lego
I get it, I count it, hundred on my table"
- Vert 🤘🏾
@jodye5732
Lil uzi and Frank left the chat
@jackforsaken1130
Kevin Griffin that was carti not uzi who did the ad libs
@samsjd3917
@@jackforsaken1130 hes not talking about the adlibs, it's what uzi says when he first comes in
@imhighaf3201
Where they at doe
@tayeland9569
ha
@fueg00nyxxx
It’s better without lil uzi vert. But frank ocean 😢
@rohat4440
asap rocky making a song about raf simons
quavo:“maison margiela my sweater“
@logisticsnail5014
ColdZ this comment too underrated 😂
@LuizRenckmann
owned it
@patrykochmanski6156
Margiela is an honourable mention, seeing as they both graduated from the same school around the same time and are both seen as pioneers of contemporary fashion due to their innovative techniques way back in the 90's. Your comment makes you come off like you have no clue what you're talking about.