Songwriter: Jacquees Chris Brown

Producer: ​d.a. got that dope

[Verse 1: Jacquees]
You hear me calling, (Wha?) why you won't give me no answers baby? (Right?)
It's 3 in the morning, the only ones out is the dancers, baby
There aren't many things that you'd look bad
Don't worry though, I got your location (Wha?)
You cheatin', its ridiculous to even try to picture it (Right?)
So, this middle finger is where every nigga feelin' me (Right?)
You fucked up my love girl, and fucked up my bed (Uh-huh)

[Pre-Chorus: Jacquees]
God damn, no shame, you got no shame
Stakeout your hide away, bring the AK
Choppa' sound just like the 808 (Brr, brr)
I need more bass, you done fucked up (Brr)
I'm crazy, this house a gun range
Let the drums rang, bang bang
Could do the same thing, if I let my nuts hang

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Jacquees, & Both]
You better be gone, better be gone
When I figure out your hide away ('Way)
I done found out, you be going where that nigga say
Ooh, if I don't already know, not to catch case
'Cause I'm speeding down the highway
Know your location now

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]

[Pre-Chorus: Jacquees & Chris Brown]
God damn, no shame, you got no shame
Stakeout your hide away, bring the AK
Choppa' sound just like the 808 (Brr, brr)
I need more bass, you done fucked up (Brr)
I'm crazy, this house a gun range
Let the drums rang, bang bang
Could do the same thing, if I let my nuts hang

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Jacquees]
You better be gone, better be gone
When I figure out your hide away (Hide away)
I done found out, you be going where that nigga say
Ooh, if I don't already know, not to catch case
'Cause I'm speeding down the highway
Know your location now