| North beach fires |
| She dares to my delight |
| I sit in my greed at night |
| I fallin' from the sky |
| Find me, ignite |
| Put your Hennessy on ice |
| I messed it up all night |
| I can’t miss this flight |
| I can’t see why she’s over by my night-stand |
| Mad pretty, bad bitch, she from Thailand |
| Gimme brain for my pain, I’m enlightened |
| I picked her up from the field, I was hikin' |
| I put the Glockie on the high-beams, frightened |
| Those Leroy linen, that was vibrant |
| I can turn a hard drug into a hydrant |
| You gotta understand |
| Flew my mommy out from Chicago |
| Came a long way from that Bronco |
| Big white truck, big white trick, my fault |
| Tryin' my luck, that’s the only thing I know |
| North beach fires |
| She dares to my delight |
| I sit in my greed at night |
| I fallin' from the sky |
| Find me, ignite |
| Put your Hennessy on ice |
| I messed it up all night |
| I can’t miss this flight, miss this flight |
| Players |
| Pulled up at Club E11even with some square bitches |
| Hopin' like the fuck I can flip these bitches |
| I ain’t bobbin' blanket, shawty, I’m some real pimpin' |
| See her a-makin' amigo go up my digits |
| I seen this bungalow gettin' off, so mega, go get her |
| Take this hunnid ones, sit down by the stage and tip her |
| Don’t tip it all, but tip enough and make sure she enjoy it |
| Check her enough, make sure she player as fuck and on point |
| Hot on stage, these two songs, what you wouldn’t doubt it |
| I came a long way from runnin' hoes in East Oakland |
| Tall as your surf, gettin' maxed by a bitch from New Orleans |
| Thought I was throw up, throwin' the go, payin' veins, tryin' to locate |
| North beach fires |
| She dares to my delight |
| I sit in my greed at night |
| I fallin' from the sky |
| Find me, ignite |
| Put your Hennessy on ice |
| I messed it up all night |
| But I can’t miss this flight |