LOCATION ft. Ryuga OTN Lyrics

Early morning

Steady pouring

Why she calling

Down the one & nine

I told a night ride on the eastside

Henrock in my cup make me feel right

Late night text should I reply

Speeding, speeding

Speeding down the one & nine

I told a night ride on the eastside

Henrock in my cup make me feel right

Late night text should I reply

Speeding, speeding

Speeding down the one & nine

My shawty so lovely oouuu rosalita

Body to kill for so lethal swear I be sweating you over your features

You'll so good in my two sweater

Think I found me a keeper she hustle hard oouuu lil diva

Run up a check I ain't talking sneakers double back on an ex why ion need her

Trynna get that i8 switch lanes and skrt

Run up a bag I got into my birk punching 'em digits I invested in business

From up the way I'm in tune with work

Got work from the plug when the package touched and shawty green light to pick it up

Life on the beach I'm kicking up come shop at the store got what you want

I'm aiming for racks and racks in the safe I'm from a place where it's not safe

If you want war then say your grace don't play both sides it's give or take

She wanna take rides with stars in the Wraith

But shawty you gotta know your place how you gonna come now

When a nigga couldn't get in your space

I told a night ride on the eastside

Henrock in my cup make me feel right

Late night text should I reply

Speeding, speeding

Speeding down the one & nine

Oxy and codeine fucking up my vision yea I am a king so you know I'm on a mission

Man I hate lean but I fucking love sipping cruising down the east side and you know I'm speeding off

Dissing me and Choc yea we keep a nina

We gonna heat you up heat you up fajitas

Nice to meet ya choppa wanna greet ya and I don't wanna fuck your girl Ima treat her

Yea I fucking go hard everyday I know I gotta make this money yea I gotta slay

I'm shitting on the rap game need a tissue

These niggas mad what the fuck you got an issue

Damn

Yea I walk around with my clan

Choppa on my hip you better run you better scram

Nigga it's too late I shot you down my gun it blam

His brain is on the floor and shit it looking like it's yam

I'm going too insane I swerve on the wrong lane

Nothing can heal the pain you know I go insane

I walk right through the rain no I don't feel the same

Is it because of fame money I must obtain

I'm down to pop you up like a fucking soda

The bullets hit you up and now you moving slower

I fucking pop a perk cause I don't like to blow up

And I'm gonna keep on rapping yeah until it's over