This is a song about "Tiger expert"

Tearing your sweaters and necklaces, cause i'm an expert at recklessness

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Roar like a tiger, my rap crew be minor

And if you’re proud of it let me see your lighter

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Expert with lines, the pen has tension-ed me , best with the rhymes,

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

I became the expert on suicide and how to cope,

If you wish to wake the tiger, at least give him his fangs

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Expert with lines, the pen has tension-ed me , best with the rhymes, sever ur memory

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Cause he learned to control and he's an expert in stealth

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs