Boy I'm running on fumes
Gas light gas light
Light the gas in my room
Pass right pass right
Had No one to pass to on
Last night last night
'Cept the Demons hiding the dark
Flashlight flashlight
Clear the room
Clear the room
I been i thinking I ain't in the mood
In a mood
No more pictures no more interviews
No interludes
I been wishing
For for sumn beneficial
Been official, no more issues
My mind's Luigi in his trap house
Hit the flashlight on my demons
Highlights all season
Self doubt no reason
I'm cooking up something so dope
It's borderline illegal
My parties be movies
See recaps at Regal
Get these shawties to come through
Niggas step like 1-2
Only my homies can stay
If you don't f*ck with me be on your way
Fake niggas like fake news
Be plotting on you from across the room
Real ones, just a few
Got a text just a nude
Put me in the best of moods, *i need that*
Stress at an all time high
Trust at an all time low
These demons creeping when I'm on my own
Need TLC when I'm all alone
Cuz these chilly streets Got me feeling cold
And I got nobody tryna keep me warm
I know Life is short, but these days is long
Can't take no more, gotta just move on
My minds Luigi in his trap house
Gotta brighten up them corners
Dark thoughts no longer
Midnight marauder
Im Luigi in his traphouse
Fiends round every corner
Can't wait til morning to escape all my thoughts real shit cuz
Boy I'm running on fumes
Gas light gas light
Light the gas in my room
Pass right pass right
Had No one to pass to on
Last night last night
'Cept the Demons hiding the dark
Flashlight flashlight
Clear the room
Clear the room
I been i thinking I ain't in the mood
In a mood
No more pictures no more interviews
No interludes
I been wishing
For for sumn beneficial
Been official, no more issues
When it rains, it pours
I pour one up, got the pain ignored
Roll another paper plane I could be soarin
Stead of feeling sore in my heart like Sora
Long life my final fantasy and nothing more
I ride life let it take its course
Like a horse like a Porsche automatic
I'm in need of some life support
So dramatic
25, but know I've had it
King Time come and work ya magic
Lemme see it, lemme have it
If it's fat then lemme grab it
Put it on me, be the baddest
Turn me to some kind of addict
Stay high like Roger's attic
Get by by blunt passing
Gotta gas up tell my demons ash before they pass it to the master cuz
Boy I'm running on fumes
Gas light gas light
Light the gas in my room
Pass right pass right
Had No one to pass to on
Last night last night
'Cept the Demons hiding the dark
Flashlight flashlight
Clear the room
Clear the room
I been i thinking I ain't in the mood
In a mood
No more pictures no more interviews
No interludes
I been wishing
For for sumn beneficial
Been official, no more issues
Phrozone - Luigi's Traphouse Lyrics
Phrozone - Luigi's Traphouse Lyrics
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English
Boy I'm running on fumes
Gas light gas light
Light the gas in my room
Pass right pass right
Had No one to pass to on
Last night last night
'Cept the Demons hiding the dark
Flashlight flashlight
Clear the room
Clear the room
I been i thinking I ain't in the mood
In a mood
No more pictures no more interviews
No interludes
I been wishing
For for sumn beneficial
Been official, no more issues
My mind's Luigi in his trap house
Hit the flashlight on my demons
Highlights all season
Self doubt no reason
I'm cooking up something so dope
It's borderline illegal
My parties be movies
See recaps at Regal
Get these shawties to come through
Niggas step like 1-2
Only my homies can stay
If you don't f*ck with me be on your way
Fake niggas like fake news
Be plotting on you from across the room
Real ones, just a few
Got a text just a nude
Put me in the best of moods, *i need that*
Stress at an all time high
Trust at an all time low
These demons creeping when I'm on my own
Need TLC when I'm all alone
Cuz these chilly streets Got me feeling cold
And I got nobody tryna keep me warm
I know Life is short, but these days is long
Can't take no more, gotta just move on
My minds Luigi in his trap house
Gotta brighten up them corners
Dark thoughts no longer
Midnight marauder
Im Luigi in his traphouse
Fiends round every corner
Can't wait til morning to escape all my thoughts real shit cuz
Boy I'm running on fumes
Gas light gas light
Light the gas in my room
Pass right pass right
Had No one to pass to on
Last night last night
'Cept the Demons hiding the dark
Flashlight flashlight
Clear the room
Clear the room
I been i thinking I ain't in the mood
In a mood
No more pictures no more interviews
No interludes
I been wishing
For for sumn beneficial
Been official, no more issues
When it rains, it pours
I pour one up, got the pain ignored
Roll another paper plane I could be soarin
Stead of feeling sore in my heart like Sora
Long life my final fantasy and nothing more
I ride life let it take its course
Like a horse like a Porsche automatic
I'm in need of some life support
So dramatic
25, but know I've had it
King Time come and work ya magic
Lemme see it, lemme have it
If it's fat then lemme grab it
Put it on me, be the baddest
Turn me to some kind of addict
Stay high like Roger's attic
Get by by blunt passing
Gotta gas up tell my demons ash before they pass it to the master cuz
Boy I'm running on fumes
Gas light gas light
Light the gas in my room
Pass right pass right
Had No one to pass to on
Last night last night
'Cept the Demons hiding the dark
Flashlight flashlight
Clear the room
Clear the room
I been i thinking I ain't in the mood
In a mood
No more pictures no more interviews
No interludes
I been wishing
For for sumn beneficial
Been official, no more issues
Gas light gas light
Light the gas in my room
Pass right pass right
Had No one to pass to on
Last night last night
'Cept the Demons hiding the dark
Flashlight flashlight
Clear the room
Clear the room
I been i thinking I ain't in the mood
In a mood
No more pictures no more interviews
No interludes
I been wishing
For for sumn beneficial
Been official, no more issues
My mind's Luigi in his trap house
Hit the flashlight on my demons
Highlights all season
Self doubt no reason
I'm cooking up something so dope
It's borderline illegal
My parties be movies
See recaps at Regal
Get these shawties to come through
Niggas step like 1-2
Only my homies can stay
If you don't f*ck with me be on your way
Fake niggas like fake news
Be plotting on you from across the room
Real ones, just a few
Got a text just a nude
Put me in the best of moods, *i need that*
Stress at an all time high
Trust at an all time low
These demons creeping when I'm on my own
Need TLC when I'm all alone
Cuz these chilly streets Got me feeling cold
And I got nobody tryna keep me warm
I know Life is short, but these days is long
Can't take no more, gotta just move on
My minds Luigi in his trap house
Gotta brighten up them corners
Dark thoughts no longer
Midnight marauder
Im Luigi in his traphouse
Fiends round every corner
Can't wait til morning to escape all my thoughts real shit cuz
Boy I'm running on fumes
Gas light gas light
Light the gas in my room
Pass right pass right
Had No one to pass to on
Last night last night
'Cept the Demons hiding the dark
Flashlight flashlight
Clear the room
Clear the room
I been i thinking I ain't in the mood
In a mood
No more pictures no more interviews
No interludes
I been wishing
For for sumn beneficial
Been official, no more issues
When it rains, it pours
I pour one up, got the pain ignored
Roll another paper plane I could be soarin
Stead of feeling sore in my heart like Sora
Long life my final fantasy and nothing more
I ride life let it take its course
Like a horse like a Porsche automatic
I'm in need of some life support
So dramatic
25, but know I've had it
King Time come and work ya magic
Lemme see it, lemme have it
If it's fat then lemme grab it
Put it on me, be the baddest
Turn me to some kind of addict
Stay high like Roger's attic
Get by by blunt passing
Gotta gas up tell my demons ash before they pass it to the master cuz
Boy I'm running on fumes
Gas light gas light
Light the gas in my room
Pass right pass right
Had No one to pass to on
Last night last night
'Cept the Demons hiding the dark
Flashlight flashlight
Clear the room
Clear the room
I been i thinking I ain't in the mood
In a mood
No more pictures no more interviews
No interludes
I been wishing
For for sumn beneficial
Been official, no more issues
Writer: Theodore Jackson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid