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Locate $lae
7
Hip-Hop/Rap
Locate $lae was released on December 5, 2025 by Wavy Gang / EMPIRE as a part of the album I <3 Rally
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Release DateDecember 5, 2025
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RALLY
RALLY
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Ware-Barker
Kyle Ware-Barker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Deejays
Deejays
Producer
TheChampVlad
TheChampVlad
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, alright
Okay, ayy, uh
You feel on your ass but it's okay how you can't shake back
(Yeah) I look so amazing, police asked me if I'm stashing cranks
It's crazy how you thought this shit was sweet, you wasn't gon' pay me back
I'm chillin' fuckin' hoes but the hood don't wanna play like that
This stuff'll fuck with 5 in the wood, this shit look like a match
I ain't trippin' 'bout no stress, man, that shit flavor, baby
Throw it back, he get on IG speakin' like he preachin'
Give him ill for this, man, we gon' give him ill, ill, ill
He like, 'Where my cousins at'?
Uh, how you tryna save me but you tryna have my baby?
Nah, you can't play me, I make some fine shit, hate me
I always catch shit out the side of my eye, no, they not for real
I can rent this bitch for real, she blow my jack, I'm in the Hills
Woke up at 10:30, I got a new bitch worried
I cut just like my ex, yeah, you know that shit's so dirty
Uh, bitch, you irked me, bitch, you irked me
I got your friend slurpy, 'cause that bitch squirty, uh
Bitch, this so a baby, uh, this shit so amaze
My brain pink and purple, catchin' vibes off a daze
Can't sip no Ninja Turtle, catch a splinter in his leg, uh
Burns later, his brains laugh
All them snitches, bitch, I'll snitch K, I'll snitch A
I remember when we had to bust that plate on six ways
2-3 ain't get nothin', he ain't come, he thought we was playin'
I watch my cleats today, don't want y'all see no dirt on me
I hate all them campin' **** act like they gon' kill shit
Him clean up his roommate, he can clean a block with broomstick
Our crits, they super peak, they walk barefeet, these little hoes toothache
I'm runnin' in this heat, I ain't high yet, you know I'm movin', yeah
I'm movin', yeah
I'm movin' on, lil' bitch, I'm movin' on, ayy
She gon' fuck me with her eyes before she see the foreign car
I was ridin' in the Honda, she still wan' be pornstar
You can't be broke and be my toddler, ****, I ain't proud of none of y'all (my sons)
I can dump the boat for this, but fuck that shit, I'ma break it off (uh-huh)
Yeah, fuck, this shit in the back yard
Come on, P, why you tryna go at me?
You can fuck my hoes for free, all y'all bitches super weak
You steal my dawg, you can play like that
Put on a glove, shake right back
We slammin' hoes on the same mat
I'm too geeked, I'm tryna shake back
Where my brother Slay at?
Uh, feel like Slay Alexander, yeah
Slay Alexander, ooh
(You love that paper)
Oh my God
Written by: Kyle Ware-Barker
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