Location - Agents Of Time Remix

707, No Collins

We in Miami and we ballin'

She let Dolla pull up, 'cause we mobbin'

Every time I'm in the city, we be locked in

Ayy, locked in

Bar Harbor, take you shopping

Nikki Beach, we in the water

Fría, fría, make it hotter

2 AM, we ended up at Liv (2 AM, we ended up at Liv)

3 AM, we like four bottles in

4 AM and I know (4 AM and I know)

Which girls I'm takin' home, ooh, yeah

Hahaha, woo

It's 2 AM, this liquor got me loose

From what you said, I'm drunk off you

This kind of dope, man, it won't get me through

I got a bag, 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?

Taking 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 (Yeah)

It's 2 AM, this liquor got me loose

From what you said, I'm drunk off you

This kind of dope, man, it won't get me through

I got a bag, 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

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