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daour - 11586 (remix) lyrics

[intro]
you know i gotta represent where i’m from bruh
(aye, yeah), (yeah)
f-ck y’all mean i gotta represent bruh
(aye, aye)

[pre-chorus]
runnin’ through the eleven fifty eight (fifty eight, yeah)
all these n-ggas hungry i just ate (i just ate, woah)
try to serve me up just like a plate (just like a plate, aye)
i don’t do no beef but i’m cooking steak (aye,cooking what?, yeah)

[chorus]
runnin’ through the eleven fifty eight with yo b-tch (with yo b-tch)
all this ice on me man i gotta pop a seal (ice, ice, ice)
n-ggas looking at me man i gotta represent (aye)
l!ck the blunt, close it, then i take another hit (yeah)

[verse 1]
pour another four man i gotta take a sip (woah)
pour another four i spilled it all up on a b-tch (oh my god)
pour another four i spilled it all up on my clothes (oh no)
all this drank got me buzzin’ while i’m running through these hoes (woah)
ice on my neck, i be dripping while it froze (yeah)
only real n-ggas so goodbye to all my foes (oh no)
riding with the gang we be blowing h-lla o’s
if you don’t want no smoke then get the f-ck up out my zone

[bridge]
(aye)
get the f-ck up out my zone
i been running through the six with my woes
(aye, yeah)
(aye, yeah)

[pre-chorus]
runnin’ through the eleven fifty eight (fifty eight, aye)
all these n-ggas hungry i just ate (i just ate, woah)
try to serve me up just like a plate (just like a plate)
i don’t do no beef but i’m cooking steak (aye, yeah)
runnin’ through the eleven fifty eight (fifty eight, aye)
all these n-ggas hungry i just ate (i just ate, woah)
try to serve me up just like a plate (just like a plate)
i don’t do no beef but i’m cooking steak (aye, yeah)

[chorus]
runnin’ through the eleven fifty eight with yo b-tch
all this ice on me man i gotta pop a seal
n-ggas looking at me man i gotta represent
l!ck the blunt, close it, then i take another hit (ayy, yeah)

[verse 2]
pour another four man i gotta take a sip (take a sip)
pour another four i spilled it all up on a b-tch (oh my god)
pour another four i spilled it all up on my clothes (on my clothes)
all this drank got me buzzin’ while i’m running through these hoes (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
ice on my neck, i be dripping while it froze (yeah)
only real n-ggas so goodbye to all my foes (my hoes)
riding with the gang we be blowing h-lla o’s (yeah, yeah, yeah)
if you don’t want no smoke then get the f-ck up out my zone

- daour lyrics

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