This is a song about "Gas turbine"

Its youngmigokidd on this fuckin beat hit that gas call it ghost

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

Make yo ass choke on the gas that i wrote/

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

I’m coming back like light-skin and

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

With gasoline and unfastened gas valves,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Act fact, hourglass, pedal to the floor, step on the gas

She's the third this week and i haven't stopped for gas

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

More deadly to the blacks than hitler was with the sleep gas