lyrics:

Yeah
Huh huh huh huh
This shit is a walk thru
I just pinched 3 bands and then i fold it like a taco
[?] fingers callously
Burn it like a candle
I'on hear no chit chat pop pop when you got them on the mental
You, wanna know
Way too deep in these holes
I came through
In the snow
Got that shit and walk home
Yeah


Look at me I make you jealous on the walk in (for real)
Think i'm taking it do you see another option?
All this shit i'm smoking I smoke way too often it's bad
I been waking up at night like "wait what happened, i'm back"
[?]
I came on [?] melody
[my crotch?] it tastes like apple juice i'm stumblin' down the avenue
If I [appear?] too drunk I guarantee i'm not real mad at you
Catch me when i'm sober and we might just come and deal with you


Passed out
I'm in the background
Lights out
I took a little time

Huh huh huh huh
This shit is a walk thru
I just pinched 3 bands and then i fold it like a taco
[?] fingers callously
Burn it like a candle
I'on hear no chit chat pop pop when you got them on the mental
You, wanna know
Way too deep in these holes
I came through
In the snow
Got that shit and walk home
Yeah

Walk Thru

Shart (prod. Killedmyself)

9TAILS - flavour of the week

sewerperson - brrp brrp (scottysplash)

[Intro]
Huh (Huh)

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas (Ay, ay), pool shoes
Rainy nights (Rainy)
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)

[Verse]
Off a mushroom, figure myself out
This shit send me to the moon to lay the verse down
The weed I smoke like updates, that shit make shut down
7 grams to a blunt, smoking on a touchdown
I won't date you just because we go to your house
Pants come down like prices at a Walmart blow out
I don't think I like you, why do you think I bite you
I release so frequently, it shock you like a Raichu
I go to fancy places order what I want to
Eat it by myself because there’s no one I want to talk to
Spend so much time alone and you can grow enough to like you
But step into the world and there will no one you’ll relate to
No one you’ll relate to (Relate to)
Yeah, no one you’ll relate to
I’m guessing that’s a con when you’re the only one that made of you
When you act like yourself, I guess it’s real easy to hate you

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas (Ay, ay), pool shoes
Rainy nights (Rainy)
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas (Ay, ay), pool shoes
Rainy nights (Rainy)
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas, pool shoes
Rainy nights
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)

[Outro]
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh

9TAILS - for after a long day (prod. stillvanishing)

[Intro]
(Beam me up Scotty)
Woah, ohh
Yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh (Uhh)

[Chorus]
Same old fleece
Same old jeans
Same old club with the same old team (With the same—)
Salmonella with the same old beef
Shoot the same old shots
In the same sub tweets
Same old tears
Same old scene
Same old thoughts
Same old stream
But I'm bringing new waves from the same old me
Same old weed from the same brown leaves

[Verse 1]
I just want you—want you to feel fine
Heard you will take to the grave, fine, yeah
You needa unwind
Don't have to be [?] red eyes, yeah
Blow that smoke, make you choke
Yeah, you will wake but now you been woke
Held her throat when she spoke
Sleepin' on words, baby, jus let 'em go, wow (Ohh)
I'm on loose
Lock all the doors, I got nothing to lose (Lose, lose)
I'm looking for food
All of this music keep draining my juice
Chasing my visions and changing my views (Changed that)
This shit is not what I'm used to
All of the ways that I used to move
Faded away in the process
Faded away in the progress
Got no eyes and no name, yeah
No path and no pain, yeah
No loss and no gain, yeah
I'm somewhere in the empty space between
I remember him and never rang a bell, yeah (Ring, ring)
Allow me to ring a bell for my same old self and I

[Chorus]
Same old fleece
Same old jeans
Same old club with the same old team (With the same—)
Salmonella with the same old beef
Shoot the same old shots
In the same sub tweets
Same old tears
Same old scene
Same old thoughts
Same old streams
But I'm bringing new waves from the same old me
Same old weed from the same brown leaves

[Verse 2]
Let the street light guide us back home
I can't go alone, I barely stand on my own
It's an alright, fuck though
Summer night, I'm pourin', cryin' out on a sideroad
Tight rope living
Worn night tight visions, ayy
Like, water through the forest
Man, I might go missing, yeah
Cellphone digits don't work out
Where we heading?
I got ounces at the cottage, yeah
Trade off for the coverage, yeah (Ohh)
Wearin' these boots
Making these moves
I ain't want fashion
Might cop shoes
Might cop Bape
But I might cop blue notes
Open up shop when I open up new tones
No new phone, bought a new EQ and my headphones
Homie like Pichu if I'm like Raichu
Rap game, Thai food
They just wanna bite dude, fuck you

[Chorus]
Same old fleece
Same old jeans
Same old club with the same old team (With the same—)
Salmonella with the same old beef
Shoot the same old shots
In the same sub tweets
Same old tears
Same old scene
Same old thoughts
Same old stream
But I'm bringing new waves from the same old me
Same old weed from the same brown leaves

9TAILS - same old 2 (prod. scottysplash)

9TAILS Archive (Deleted/Unreleased)