Tiger (V1)

[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

[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

I'm like, "Baby, I thought we was past that" (Uh, yeah)

[Verse 2: Fivio Foreign]

She got the body of a - (Uh)

I ain't never been a thottie lover (Uh)

Fuck her

I give a fuck on nobody brother

We had to come in the block and for Rari's and make it litty, nigga, now they love us (Skrrt)

Uh (Haha), yeah (Yeah), we made it litty, nigga, now they love us (Uh, look)

We online, do not shove us, no pushin', do not touch us

(Uh, look, we online, do not shove us, no pushin', do not touch us)

[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]

.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

I'm like, "Baby, I thought we was past that"