Location (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

7070 Collins We in Miami and we ballin' She like, "Dolla, pull up," as we mobbin' Every time I'm in the city, we be locked in Ay, locked in Bal Harbour, take you shoppin' Nikki Beach, we in the water Fría, fría, make her hotter 2 a.m., we ended up at Liv (2 a.m., we ended up at Liv) 3 a.m., we like four bottles in 4 a.m., and I know (4 a.m., and I know) Which girls I'm takin' home, ooh, yeah Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo It's 2 a.m., this liquor got me loose From what you said, I'm drunk off you There's not a drug, baby, that would get me through I ain't gotta beg, but I want you Send me your location Send me, send me, send me your location I need to know, I need to know your location Send me, send me, send me your location Where you at, where you been? Takin' pictures on a trip with your friends Buy it all, we don't count it, just spend Make our own, we don't follow the trends Hundred bottles on our own expense Only live once, so we so lit Let's take shots, don't miss Pour 'em all out, then reload it More drinks, more sips More time gettin' spent on drunk texts More things that I gotta confess Let's be honest for once and own it Lose ourselves and live in the moment When they doubt, we just show them Private plane, we just flown in Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo It's 2 a.m., this liquor got me loose From what you said, I'm drunk off you There's not a drug, baby, that would get me through I ain't gotta beg, but I want you Send me your location Send me, send me, send me your location I need to know, I need to know your location Send me, send me, send me your location (your location)