Last Angel
(Yea)
(Yea)
Gather around the brimstone
Last angels, yea they been gone (Yea they been gone)
And to sin like no other (Ahh)
Smokin' gas till a nigga go under
Smokin' Spliffs
Yea that shit burnin' slow (Burnin' slow)
Drugs, got my shit movin' slow (Movin' slow)
No
Hennesy for you hoes (For you hoes)
Yea, powdered treats, clean yo nose (Ahh)
Sauced
Everyday Mickey D knows
Put them on my knee like my hijo (My hijo)
Callin' up the plug, he in Reno
Yea, you ain't got no chips
Nigga we know
(Oh we know)
My Jackson 5 don't need Tito (Ahha)
They say his word law, Ima veto (Ahha)
Attention span short like DeVito
You gone have to kill me to kill my ego (Kill me)
These niggas play games, call 'em BMO (OB)
Yea, I go dumb like I'm Steve-O
Ima, Jackass with no lean, oh (Aha)
Yea, but I'm straight with some weed tho
Yea, yea I'm straight, where the weed go? (Where the weed go?)
Yea, to the lungs, call up Sh3no (Call up Sh3no)
Yea, need some gars? Know where we go?
Yea, 7/11 down the street hoe (Down the street hoe)
Gather around the brimstone
Last angels, yea they been gone (Yea they been gone)
And to sin like no other
Smokin' gas till a nigga go under (Go under)
Smokin' Spliffs
Yea that shit burnin' slow (Burnin' slow)
Drugs, got my shit movin' slow (Got my shit movin' slow)
Yea, yea that shit burnin' slow (That shit burnin' slow)
Drugs, got my shit movin' slow
A dark room where the mind wonders
Constantly searching for paradise
I don't reckon that its my time
So I'm fighting with Father Time
Hopefully Mother Gaia can ease a nigga mind
Please release the vapor
Riding this escalator we call life
The rhythm is alright
My power on All Might
My soul gotta shine bright
Like a star in the dark night
Yeah that shit is overdue
Lil mama I'm over you
Or am I?
Bailing out the whip just to stop a joker from touching you
Fell in love with the human flesh
Like a cannibal
Wondering if she should call me
Hannibal
Lecter
Sit down
Bitch you gone miss the lecture
Open up ya soul, baby ill be your professor
Breaking down the tall walls you built from yo oppressor
Preciate the melanin, thanking my ancestors
Bless ta live life underneath the summit
Knowing one day a nigga bound to overcome it
Standing on this pedestal
Smoke until I plummet
Brimstone laced across the fireplace
Pop another shroom just to elevate
Movin' lethargic
Last angel standing, my hearts what I'm guarding
Yea, there ain't no use in talkin' (Yea) (Ahh)
Got my mind movin' slow (Ahh)
Watch this blunt burn and go (Burn and go)
Gather around the brimstone
Last angels, yea they been gone (Yea they been gone)
And to sin like no other
Smokin' gas till a nigga go under (Go under)
Smokin' Spliffs
Yea that shit burnin slow (Burnin' slow)
Drugs, got my shit movin' slow (Movin' slow)
No, Hennesy for you hoes (For you hoes)
Oh ain't no drinks for you hoes (For you hoes)
(Yea)
Gather around the brimstone
Last angels, yea they been gone (Yea they been gone)
And to sin like no other (Ahh)
Smokin' gas till a nigga go under
Smokin' Spliffs
Yea that shit burnin' slow (Burnin' slow)
Drugs, got my shit movin' slow (Movin' slow)
No
Hennesy for you hoes (For you hoes)
Yea, powdered treats, clean yo nose (Ahh)
Sauced
Everyday Mickey D knows
Put them on my knee like my hijo (My hijo)
Callin' up the plug, he in Reno
Yea, you ain't got no chips
Nigga we know
(Oh we know)
My Jackson 5 don't need Tito (Ahha)
They say his word law, Ima veto (Ahha)
Attention span short like DeVito
You gone have to kill me to kill my ego (Kill me)
These niggas play games, call 'em BMO (OB)
Yea, I go dumb like I'm Steve-O
Ima, Jackass with no lean, oh (Aha)
Yea, but I'm straight with some weed tho
Yea, yea I'm straight, where the weed go? (Where the weed go?)
Yea, to the lungs, call up Sh3no (Call up Sh3no)
Yea, need some gars? Know where we go?
Yea, 7/11 down the street hoe (Down the street hoe)
Gather around the brimstone
Last angels, yea they been gone (Yea they been gone)
And to sin like no other
Smokin' gas till a nigga go under (Go under)
Smokin' Spliffs
Yea that shit burnin' slow (Burnin' slow)
Drugs, got my shit movin' slow (Got my shit movin' slow)
Yea, yea that shit burnin' slow (That shit burnin' slow)
Drugs, got my shit movin' slow
A dark room where the mind wonders
Constantly searching for paradise
I don't reckon that its my time
So I'm fighting with Father Time
Hopefully Mother Gaia can ease a nigga mind
Please release the vapor
Riding this escalator we call life
The rhythm is alright
My power on All Might
My soul gotta shine bright
Like a star in the dark night
Yeah that shit is overdue
Lil mama I'm over you
Or am I?
Bailing out the whip just to stop a joker from touching you
Fell in love with the human flesh
Like a cannibal
Wondering if she should call me
Hannibal
Lecter
Sit down
Bitch you gone miss the lecture
Open up ya soul, baby ill be your professor
Breaking down the tall walls you built from yo oppressor
Preciate the melanin, thanking my ancestors
Bless ta live life underneath the summit
Knowing one day a nigga bound to overcome it
Standing on this pedestal
Smoke until I plummet
Brimstone laced across the fireplace
Pop another shroom just to elevate
Movin' lethargic
Last angel standing, my hearts what I'm guarding
Yea, there ain't no use in talkin' (Yea) (Ahh)
Got my mind movin' slow (Ahh)
Watch this blunt burn and go (Burn and go)
Gather around the brimstone
Last angels, yea they been gone (Yea they been gone)
And to sin like no other
Smokin' gas till a nigga go under (Go under)
Smokin' Spliffs
Yea that shit burnin slow (Burnin' slow)
Drugs, got my shit movin' slow (Movin' slow)
No, Hennesy for you hoes (For you hoes)
Oh ain't no drinks for you hoes (For you hoes)
Credits
Writer(s): Sh3no Cali
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