Nov 8th Lyrics

Damn, give me a job, dog
Tss, give me a job
I got no wife, no kids, let's hit the road
Hey, man, long live my nigga Nut, man
Hey, man, happy birthday, nigga
Huh, had to hit the O with that one (2S)
By the way, all this shit outta talk, nigga
I don't even know what the fuck a pen and pad is, nigga
A pencil or a notebook paper, I don't know what the fuck that is, nigga

Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, I'm a Lil' Nut nigga
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, I'm a Lil' Nut nigga

Fuck a opp, kill him where they at
Huh, I ain't trippin', my nigga switchin', know Lil' Ranch got my back
Huh, huh, know Lil' Ted got my back
Huh, know Bally got my back and know Lil' [?] he got my back
Huh, huh, know Lil' Junior got my back
Huh, huh, I just shot that switch, I ain't had a grab the MAC
Huh, huh, put some balls in the [?], I'll drive it where you at
Cookin' dope all day, don't come in and catch [?], huh
Switch up flow, a lil' bitch said she wanna go to the hills, huh
It's just me and bell, but I can't tell you about that drill
Nut got me scratchin', got me takin' all thesе pills, huh
Smack a nigga broad day, put that shit on—, huh
Smack a nigga broad day, put that shit on film
Yo, this shit so personal, get your smack, you hang with them
I ain't еven cap, for real, I'm in the rap, for real
Um, mm

Geekin' all these Percs, I'd a gun and Grabba on my hand
Know these niggas ain't with me, I had a dream, I shot my man
I was in a truck late night, tryna get it out
I was in a truck late night, tryna get it out

Damn, I miss Lil' Nut
Damn, I miss Lil' Nut
Do this for Lil' Nut
Do this for Lil' Nut, huh, huh
Damn, I miss Lil' Nut
Damn, I miss Lil' Nut, huh
Do this for Lil' Nut
Do this for Lil' Nut
Drop a ten, drop a dub, drop a fifty on it
Drop a ten, drop a dub, drop a fifty on it
Mama ain't get that rap money and drop it all on it
Drop a ten, drop a dub, drop a fifty on it
Drop a ten, drop a dub, drop a fifty on it
Mama ain't get that rap money and drop it all on it

I ain't gon' lie, long live my nigga Nut, gigga
I ain't gon' lie, nigga, we ain't wave no white flag
We ain't doin' none of that shit, nigga
That shit deep, and that shit so personal, nigga
Smaxk or die, nigga
Yeah, I love you, lil' bro, happy birthday, nigga
I'm with you 100%, nigga
Know you in the sky lookin' at me, nigga
You see what goin' on
You see this boss like a king, nigga
Right now, I'm in the old, all packets full, nigga
I got shit on me, Lil' Nut
This shit owe me
Nah, on God, this shit owe me, bro
I'm sold, this nigga know, like—
Huh, aye, man, you one of one, like—
Any nigga play with us
You know what time it is, lil' bro
You know how we come, Smaxk or die

Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, I'm a Lil' Nut nigga
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, I'm a Lil' Nut nigga

You can be butter, or drips [?]
When you talkin' about money, you be floggin'
I don't look like money, that's camouflage
I got a [?] on my hoes, collagin'
Got two nickels, 'cause I'm nauseous
Niggas gas you up, Patek flockin'
Blast you up, make 'em Martian
I give no fucks and no parties
I'm talkin' about the squad, nobody's sergeant
[?], your hips, they poppin' all them
[?] hips, they poppin' all them
Plague of shit like this, you can starve