Horrid1, Sav'O - Evil Brothers lyrics

(Ghosty)
Gabbana

Ay, Sav, why you wet him like that? You're evil (Why?)
Ay, blud, how you talkin' about evil?
You gave man 22 chings, that's lethal
Nah, that one was shit
Remember when you ran back over the bridge
And you tomahawked ****, that one was sick (Sick)
Nah, remember when you chinged three man on the mains?
Hunch, you lost your shit (Bah)
Ay, Sav, why you wet him like that? You're evil (Why?)
Ay, blud, how you talkin' about evil?
You gave man 22 chings, that's lethal
Nah, that one was shit
Remember when you ran back over the bridge
And you tomahawked ****, that one was sick (Sick)
Nah, remember when you chinged three man on the mains?
Hunch, you lost your shit (Bah)

How you gon' talk about maze like you ain't done it too?
Sav, that one's hypocritical
Blud, you run through the opp block
Chetty in hand, bait face, Hunch, you're a criminal
Man keep the talking ting to a miminal
Step out on violence, I'm known to get physical
Bro whacked my man, licked off his pinnacle
Jumped out, splash, condition critical
Keep on chattin', Huncho I'll keep on stabbin'
Wrap and damp him
Thought I was gassed when I said
That the opps don't slide on the P
When I'm dyin', rampin'
Four man in the back of the ride
That's me tryna squash man in on a mad ting
I pray that I go 'round there
And see one of them guys
If not, man's sittin' there campin'
I got more than 10 on my wetter
My bro pulled up, emptied the 'retta
And I don't even like chingin' girls
But if I told young Sav "Get her" he'll get her
You ain't ever had to pree that ching
With bro like "Yo, which ching was better?"
Splash man up on the scene
I had to cut from pigs in the mains, that one, there's pepper

Ay, Sav, why you wet him like that? You're evil (Why?)
Ay, blud, how you talkin' about evil?
You gave man 22 chings, that's lethal
Nah, that one was shit
Remember when you ran back over the bridge
And you tomahawked ****, that one was sick (Sick)
Nah, remember when you chinged three man on the mains?
Hunch, you lost your shit (Bah)
Ay, Sav, why you wet him like that? You're evil (Why?)
Ay, blud, how you talkin' about evil?
You gave man 22 chings, that's lethal
Nah, that one was shit
Remember when you ran back over the bridge
And you tomahawked ****, that one was sick (Sick)
Nah, remember when you chinged three man on the mains?
Hunch, you lost your shit (Bah)

He already ate that ching, and he still gives verbal
He's askin' for more like Oliver Twist
If I ever go broke, I ain't pickin' a pocket
Or two I'm hands on, now, I'm hittin' a lick
I consider myself at home when I'm out on the block
I'm out here, I stay on my strip
I'd do anything to get bro out the can
It weren't part of the plan to go back to the bin
I live what I rap, man, I rap what I live
School days, first time I put knife in a skin
How they lettin' it bang when my man's a snitch?
That rat got two on my guys on the wing
Another opp didn't know I was pipin' his bitch
Man fucked out her throat, had her ridin' my dick
If I hit it again, I'll get him lined by his ting
When we're all on roads, they don't glide on my strip

Jump out the ride, corn get buss
Hold that shell in your back like a turtle
They know I react to verbal
I made man hopped that fence like a hurdle
Slip, ching, rip skin
I took out my nank, and his blood was purple
He tried bust banter on the wing
Took it personal, plug in my sock, it'll hurt you

Ay, Sav, why you wet him like that? You're evil (Why?)
Ay, blud, how you talkin' about evil? You gave man 22 chings, that's lethal
Nah, that one was shit
Remember when you ran back over the bridge
And you tomahawked ****, that one was sick (Sick)
Nah, remember when you chinged three man on the mains?
Hunch, you lost your shit (Bah)
Ay, Sav, why you wet him like that? You're evil (Why?)
Ay, blud, how you talkin' about evil?
You gave man 22 chings, that's lethal
Nah, that one was shit
Remember when you ran back over the bridge
And you tomahawked ****, that one was sick (Sick)
Nah, remember when you chinged three man on the mains?
Hunch, you lost your shit (Bah-bah, bah-bah)

Evil brothers, evil nutters
Step with the cutters, do up you and your mothers
(Ghosty)
CGM shit, free up the guys
Rah-bah, Gabbana