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Chris Condones - DIETRYIN Lyrics



Chris Condones - DIETRYIN Lyrics
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Send the pack, the boy was buggin' me
I ain't close to where I wanna be
I don't want no smoke in the industry
Quit with all that fake threatenin' me
Boy you a bitch, you ain't in the streets
Gotta slow down with the music, please
Zone 6, they up the scope
.45, Donovan Mitchell
Catchin' flights, different time zones
I been off the grid
I been off the road
Tryna enjoy life, without a phone
Livin' ain't easy, all this drank, and smoke
I'm up at 6, recording this hoe
Who gon' be there to pick up the phone
No one but me, bitch, I'm all alone
I'm the problem, I already know
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
Don't need veneers, I got fangs
Got a bad emo bitch, with bangs
Got a hoe in my spot, in my place
These drugs be numbin' my face
We gon' set up the play, you finna get back doored
Pour me a pint, kick back in the Rolls
Got earth toned hoes, I mix up my hoes
You didn't have to leave, I guess that's how way life goes
Zone 6, they up the scope
.45, Donovan Mitchell
She gon' pop her pussy like Adderall
Maison Margiela stick to her bones (Bones)
Catchin' flights, different time zones
I been off the grid
I been off the road (Road)
Tryna enjoy life, without a phone (Phone)
Livin' ain't easy, all this drank, and smoke
I'm up at 6, recording this hoe
Who gon' be there to pick up the phone
No one but me, bitch, I'm all alone
I'm the problem, I already know
I know I'm the problem (Know that)
I know I'm the problem (Know that)
I know I'm the problem (Know that)
Girl, I know
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
Baby, you know, I'm tryin'
Baby, you know, I'm tryin'
I'm tryin'
Ooh, ooh
I'd rather go out, die tryin' (F*ck shit up, diamonds f*cked)
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin' (F*ck shit up, diamonds f*cked)
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin' (F*ck shit up, diamonds f*cked)
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
Yeah
Shutdown
F*ck shit up, diamonds f*cked
F*ck shit up, goin' out dyin'
I'm dyin', just to see you
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
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English

Send the pack, the boy was buggin' me
I ain't close to where I wanna be
I don't want no smoke in the industry
Quit with all that fake threatenin' me
Boy you a bitch, you ain't in the streets
Gotta slow down with the music, please
Zone 6, they up the scope
.45, Donovan Mitchell
Catchin' flights, different time zones
I been off the grid
I been off the road
Tryna enjoy life, without a phone
Livin' ain't easy, all this drank, and smoke
I'm up at 6, recording this hoe
Who gon' be there to pick up the phone
No one but me, bitch, I'm all alone
I'm the problem, I already know
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
Don't need veneers, I got fangs
Got a bad emo bitch, with bangs
Got a hoe in my spot, in my place
These drugs be numbin' my face
We gon' set up the play, you finna get back doored
Pour me a pint, kick back in the Rolls
Got earth toned hoes, I mix up my hoes
You didn't have to leave, I guess that's how way life goes
Zone 6, they up the scope
.45, Donovan Mitchell
She gon' pop her pussy like Adderall
Maison Margiela stick to her bones (Bones)
Catchin' flights, different time zones
I been off the grid
I been off the road (Road)
Tryna enjoy life, without a phone (Phone)
Livin' ain't easy, all this drank, and smoke
I'm up at 6, recording this hoe
Who gon' be there to pick up the phone
No one but me, bitch, I'm all alone
I'm the problem, I already know
I know I'm the problem (Know that)
I know I'm the problem (Know that)
I know I'm the problem (Know that)
Girl, I know
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
Baby, you know, I'm tryin'
Baby, you know, I'm tryin'
I'm tryin'
Ooh, ooh
I'd rather go out, die tryin' (F*ck shit up, diamonds f*cked)
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin' (F*ck shit up, diamonds f*cked)
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin' (F*ck shit up, diamonds f*cked)
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
Yeah
Shutdown
F*ck shit up, diamonds f*cked
F*ck shit up, goin' out dyin'
I'm dyin', just to see you
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
I'd rather go out, die tryin'
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Writer: Christian Condones
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Performed By: Chris Condones
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Christian Condones

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