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Die Trill
Hip-Hop/Rap
Die Trill was released on March 29, 2026 by Hurt Money as a part of the album Anton Yelchin : A Mixtape
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Release DateMarch 29, 2026
LabelHurt Money
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tripp Davis
Tripp Davis
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tripp Davis
Tripp Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tripp Davis
Tripp Davis
Producer

Lyrics

I could give a fuck bout the mass appeal
I stay real til I'm gone even if they don't feel me
I smoke hella loud so I know you gon' hear me
I was born fly so I know I'll die trill
I was born fly so I know I'll die trill
Die trill
I Know I'll die trill
I was born fly so I know I'll die trill
Die trill
I Know I'll die trill
Ive lately been reminiscent of hazier summers spent in the back of the Ford Fiesta
Apartment parking lots smoking packs of Garcia Vegas
When Honey and Mango flavors were favored in the rotations on any given occasion
It was probably 6 of us in the back like sardines
On the way to the Arboretum just trying to keep a beat
Learning to freestyle , that was my favorite thing at the time
While we'd cruise around for a party that we could sneak
In university functions of a college I knew I never could get into
Pretending I'm one of them too
We was trying to make the most out of the place that we grew up in
Not knowing that whatever we had was special
At least that's how I saw it now I could never forget you
I'm on the West coast still trying to write you letters
But I knew that if I penned em you might return em to sender
I never really belonged so I left for Cali forever
I could give a fuck bout the mass appeal
I stay real til I'm gone even if they don't feel me
I smoke hella loud so I know you gon' hear me
I was born fly so I know I'll die trill
I was born fly so I know I'll die trill
Die trill
I Know I'll die trill
I was born fly so I know I'll die trill
Die trill
I Know I'll die trill
I said i'd move out to the coast
Get a crib by the beach just a little North of the city where I can do what I want
Smoke my blunt on the porch i'll be California sober
I'm chillin here in the sun with a Barbie and she a Blonde
I stay dreaming of something better
Something that feels familiar but isn't somewhere I've been to
I know its something bigger than I could even envision
And thats justification for everything i've ever been through
Like it still pours , it rains and it pours
But I be feeling like Rihanna cause I got my umbrella
Just smoking in the rain as I walk through the city
I collect my thoughts like a scavenger hunt
I Spark another Blunt ima smoke it like my last
Every puff that I take go straight to my soul
It leaves holes in my chest where there already was some
I didn't lose much just the love that there once was
I could give a fuck bout the mass appeal
I stay real til I'm gone even if they don't feel me
I smoke hella loud so I know you gon' hear me
I was born fly so I know I'll die trill
I was born fly so I know I'll die trill
Die trill
I Know I'll die trill
I was born fly so I know I'll die trill
Die trill
I Know I'll die trill
Written by: Tripp Davis
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