Galaxy Gas

{atmospheric filter sweep} (yeah) {pitch-bent synth lead}

Float on the gravity,

we high off the fumes Lost in the nebula,

we light up the room

Galaxy Gas, we got the stars in our grasp (so high) {heavy

808

kick

drop} Drifting away to a place where we shine

Leaning back, counting down,

losing all time

Spilling the pressure, we ready to fly

Clear out the tank,

watch it fill up the sky

{half-time feel} We in the deep end,

no gravity left Holding my breath till there's none of it left

Now pass it to my dawg Yung Gawd

(pass it)

{vocal fade

out} {heavy 808 slide,

aggressive

synth

lead,

triplet high-hats} {filter closing down,

drums slowing, atmospheric decay}