Lowest in the Room Video (MV)

CoolRaf on the track and I do it like Scott
Got 'em all lit, my music is hot
This song gets saved then I get paid
Trying to ride my wave? Just get on my yacht
So many DMs an it ain't no bot
Shoot your shot, I almost forgot
I used to be deep down like the seafloor
Now I'm blowing up like some C-4
This college girl wants to see more
That makes two of us
Shout out to Pure Gold, if this blows up
Then we turning up on the tour bus
I got pure gold on my tick tock
The girls watch, that's sure enough
The same ones that follow us
Wanna lip lock its obvious
Like whoa
But I always feel alone
Half made thoughts I just keep 'em in my dome
Self made Raf, yea I did it on my own
And I gotta go big 'cause I wont go home
CoolRaf on the track an I do it like Scott
Travis
Really was the lowest in the room, now the girls want me
They're funny
Tiffany Haddish
Your girl wanna cheat, but I won't, 'cause she average
Raf on fleek, yea I'm living all lavished
Bank looks fat like a full grown rabbit
Eating on cabbage
Look at my status
Hop on the stage and the crowd goes rabid
Want my clout? Just know you can't have it
Bump this song yea make it a habit
No I don't ask for the oop, I grab it
Name ain't John but they calling me magic
Don't like Raf? Little boy that's tragic
Yea I got drip deep like an iceberg
I'm hot beep like a lit turd
I'm in Oakland
That's Pittsburgh
I'm in Northside
I'm in Southside
I do rap but its part time
I got bad girls in my archives
They're throwbacks like Riptide
They throw it back when its lit time
They leave me 'cause I don't try
Regardless, I'll get mine
I'm lit
But I never meant to fold
Half made thoughts I just keep 'em in my dome
Self made Raf, yea I do it for the gold
No I wont look back 'cause I wont go