🎵 2s n 3s - Solo // by LeoStayTrill

5 Contributors 2s n 3s - Solo Lyrics [Intro] Haha, yo [Chorus] Spoke on my name, aye bro, how dare he, suttin' like gluten free Man left town, but she really want cheat with me, so what could the conclusion be? Uh, the whole gang can't come in at once, so we comin' in twos and threes (No way) Don't even know how I'm gettin' this bread at my door, but it's nuttin' like Uber Eats [Verse 1] Lil' shawty wanna cuddle and smooch (Shawty) No way, so I'm tellin' her, "Move" Can't link if gyally ain't bringin' her group Why? The guys wanna get some too (Ah, yeah) Collect the check, then I let it diffuse Cah the chase for the bands ain't anything new Say the right words and she tryna make moves Wet, bottom of a Wellington boot Why? Cah my life ain't regular Two cellulars, I ain't pickin' up calls Ain't hard to tell that nigga been breaded up Really had the Lambo' in front of my school Put your hands on knees Still speedin', but the tank's on E Daytime, I told her come by morning Late-evening, told her cut by three [Chorus] Spoke on my name, aye bro, how dare he, suttin' like gluten free Man left town, but she really want cheat with me, so what could the conclusion be? Uh, the whole gang can't come in at once, so we comin' in twos and threes (No way) Don't even know how I'm gettin' this bread at my door, but it's nuttin' like Uber Eats [Verse 2] Me, I put faith in rap, my mum puts faith in qualification (Oh, yeah) Days when I prayed for the monetization, old money went through modernization (Woo, woo) Me, I don't work no job, I'm self made, bae, I make money online (How) Me and my P's like Bonnie & Clyde, this GBP's my buddy in crime Uh, I won't, I won't cap, I want Madeline, her nigga panickin', but ain't no point in tryna battle him (Woo-woo) Left wrist came froze, no mannequin The way I'm inna Porsche, woulda thought a nigga saddlin' Bro keep spray 'cause the car smella cannabis I'm inna Southside where the boys keep a javelin I really pray to God, I keep safe when I'm travellin' South fulla savages, dark side, Anakin [Chorus] Spoke on my name, aye bro, how dare he, suttin' like gluten free Man left town, but she really want cheat with me, so what could the conclusion be? Uh, the whole gang can't come in at once, so we comin' in twos and threes Don't even know how I'm gettin' this bread at my door, but it's nuttin' like Uber Eats