Tiger (V1) Fivio Foreign (Ft. Pop Smoke)

[Intro]
(Yoz, what you tellin' me?)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Look, you know I love a tiger (Rrr)
She got the buns, I admire (Hol' on)
I'm 'bout to buy that bitch a car
I'm 'bout to send RD the wire (Wait)
You know I love a tiger (Wife)
I skrrt on her ass like a tire (Skrrt)
She like, "Papi, you on fire" (Ayy)
She like, "Papi, you on fire" (Woo)

[Post-Chorus: Pop Smoke & Fivio Foreign]
.44 barkin' (Ayy, hol' on), louder than a church choir (Huh)
I do a drill in a suit (Huh), then I change my attire (Look)
She throw her ass back, in a quick sec'
Change her clothes and then make a Snapchat
Then she gon' talk about it on her Facebook (Uh)
I'm like, "Baby, I thought we was past that" (Pow, ay)

[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]
Look (Huh), shake it (Shake it), grab that (Grab that)
I'm only fuckin' for a Cash App (I am)
(I'm only fuckin' for a Cash App, baow)
If you ain't know, you should gеt your cash back (Ayy)
Uh (Uh), ain't nobody never had that (Nah)
I see the monеy and snatch that (I do)
You know the opps, gettin' clap that (Baow, baow), boaw
Woo (Woo), and she like playin' with her nose (Uh), yeah (Yeah)
I give her a line and she ready to go (Skrrt, go)
And she go crazy for a post (And she go crazy for a post)
She fell in love with my approach (She did)
I had to fall back, she was getting too close