DR. SKINNY

Yeah, four, four, nigga
You know the vibe, haha

You’re a comedian, a snitch, why you acting like a gangster?
I make deals with the bosses, I don’t play the cool guy (nah)
When I rock my Nike Tech, I also wear gloves
The block is hot, either you erase me or I’ll erase you
I smell like Tom Ford, your girl’s getting down
This ain’t a Ford, it’s a BMW M Sport
They say a barking dog usually doesn’t bite
That’s why I never talk, dude, and you’re just a loudmouth (haha)
You say you pull it, but you just suck it
Come let me show you ninjas sharpening katanas
The client wants quality, we take them to Nirvana
I got a Cali rose and a Peruvian white
This .40 is my girlfriend, always by my side (brr)
Here there’s no compassion, if I catch you, the game’s over (paw)
I look like a barber, cutting plants and watering them
I feel like Ronaldinho, you’re a junkie like Diego

Stop-stop with the cap, quit telling lies (stop with the cap)
I can feel your envy since I fixed my life
Respect for respect, a couple of suck-ups throw shade
I see my lyrics in their lyrics, so I know they admire me
Hustler since the cradle, hitting the aspirin
Call me Dr. Skinny because I sell medicine
After the first shot, there’s no chicken skin
280 on the highway to feel the adrenaline

I represent the hood and all the hustlers (gang)
All the ones locked up and those on the run
I’m putting in work while you see me with the hookah
Death row, nigga, I feel like I’ve become Suge Knight
The shawty dances for me HAY LUPITA, HAY LUPITA (Oh, Lupita)
She comes up solo and even takes off her panties
Cangi Hood and Salt City, we got dynamite
The junkies know me, I got what they need
They can’t reach the level I set (nah)
They want to sink us, but we come from the bottom
The French national team, blacks, moors in my crew
Morocco, Gambia, Algeria, Senegal, Mali, and the Congo
Dry in the fridge, 0.8 in every blunt
And the knife on the side, to grind call me: The Fox
When I was sinking, I never shouted for help (never)
Cutting off friendships, that way I save my time

Stop-stop with the cap, quit telling lies (stop with the cap)
I can feel your envy since I fixed my life
Respect for respect, a couple of suck-ups throw shade
I see my lyrics in their lyrics, so I know they admire me
Hustler since the cradle, hitting the aspirin
Call me Dr. Skinny because I sell medicine
After the first shot, there’s no chicken skin
280 on the highway to feel the adrenaline