Letras
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)