Official audio for “3,2,1 (Trust)”, available everywhere now: https://CoiLeray.lnk.to/BlueMoon Lyrics: It’s hard to talk about my life, but fuck it Let’s talk about it Pardon my energy I come off rude I just don't trust a bitch Thinking back to that first time I popped that pill I fell in love with it Something bout these drugs 3-2-1 fell out of love with it Bitch we getting money And I keep D with me that's like my momma son Told my dad I forgive him He was hardly around but he had ambition Caught up with the money and all type of bitches How me and my brothers end up in the trenches You know them tables turned Bitch I earned it I dropped out real early When Carmen was locked up The phone came with numbers You know I was up real early Phone on silent but the devil keep calling Trendsetter tell a hater get off me Cant hang with broke bitches they be all in your business And too busy counting your pockets I love my niggas forever Ride thru the storm we gone get thru the weather C-moe got it on him you can get wet up Thats my nigga for life my nigga forever Yea yea, yeaaa Fuck them niggas who wasnt there My heart cold and it's Moncler Fake friends they disappear Don't tell me you love me I don’t wanna hear it Pardon my energy I come off rude I just don't trust a bitch Thinking back to that first time i popped that pill I fell in love with it Something bout these drugs 3-2-1 fell out of love with it Bitch we getting money And I keep D with me that's like my momma son Told my dad I forgive him He was hardly around but he had ambition Caught up with the money and all type of bitches Me and my brothers end up in the trenches You know them tables turned Bitch I earned it I dropped out real early When Carmen was locked up The phone came with numbers You know I was up real early #CoiLeray #BlueMoon