3,2,1 (Trust)

de Coi Leray

(Banger)
Banger
(Oh, yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one)
It's hard to talk about my life, but, fuck it
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Let's talk about it

Pardon my energy, I come off rude I just don't trust a bitch (yeah)
Thinkin' back, the first time popped that pill, I fell in love with it
Something 'bout these drugs, in three, two, one, fell out of love with it
Bitch, we gettin' money, and I keep it with me, that's like my momma say
Told my dad I'd forget him, was hardly around, but he had ambition
Caught up with the money and all type of bitches
While 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 in the mornin'

Foenem solid, but the devil keep callin'
Trendsetter, tell a hater: Get off it
Can't hang with broke bitches, they be all in your business, too busy countin' your pockets
I love my niggas forever, ride through the storm, we gon' get through the weather
Simo got it on him, you can get wet up
That's my nigga for life, my nigga forever
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck them niggas who wasn't there, my heart cold and it's moncler
Fake friends, they disappear, tell me you love me, I don't wanna hear it