Wilson, Merz and Gary P, Ryan Rann and Cunny Sea
Adam Harlow, Jamie too and aw the rest ae the yat yat crew
FUCK YOUR GREENFAULDS FUCKING SCUM
YAT YAT THUGS ARE NUMBER ONE
Kick tae kick tae kill stab for a laugh
GYTOS hiding in their gaff
Fanto Mckinley ya fucking bunnet
Ye know the fleeto will always run it
You wee man yer the height of shite
Wan kick in the arse and ye'll take a flight
Slash in the cheek and crack in the jaw
And yer heid put through the wall
Try and say that we fucking run we stab each other for fuckin fun
And we dont run we fucking walk
Yat yat thugs are run amok
Cammy pal ye hink yer a bear
Ye'll get kicked right doon the stair
Fanto Mckinley who are you
I saw ye on the bus didnae have a clue
YAT YAT FLEETO
This is a tune for the YAT YAT thugs
Drink mare wine and take mare drugs
Greenfaulds boys love the sack
Merz and Wilson are fucking back
Dylan pal I'll gie ye a bye cause on the phone ye were gonnae cry
Diss us back it's fuckin sound
Cause after that we're Greenfaulds bound
So fuck yer Carbrain now it's time to disabuse
Tom Tom rogers no got a chance
Whip oot a can and his da'l dance
Face it mate yer on the smack
You got flaired by a left out crack
We're the boys from the Y.A.T dylans birds got an STD
Aw whit ha ha ha kicking aboot wae chlamydia
Fuck Carbrain
The YAT YAT thugs will be at your door at your door at your door
Calguns fat Rileys small Tom Tom canny fight at all
Come on doon Birch we'll show ye how it's done
YAT YAT fleeto number wan
Kick tae kick tae kill stab for fun
G suicidal heres a gun
YAT YAT fleeto number wan
Fuck you fuck yous and your Greenfauld scum
Greenfaulds boys are just as bad
And where the fuck is Antons dad
Merz and wilson are back again
Fuck yer Greenfaulds and Carbrain
Ricky wee man over to you
Mr hanky the christmas poo
Dylans bird's the Wunderlinch model
Dissin Carbrain is a doddle
Tom Tom rogers pops a hound at the weekend he lost a pound
Wit the fuck is that sound?
It's your heid bouncin off the ground
Anton mate why can't ye stand
You'll get done wae the back ae my hand
Send ye hame right tae yer bed
Cause yer mammy gave me head
Camden parks on the 101 I'll knock you out ya fuckin bam
Canny say that we fuckin lie
Tuesday's we passed yer Cumbrae high
Listen wee man I'm gettin ye telt
Cracked in the face then smashed wae a belt
This is the game ye dont wannae be in
It's no ma fault ye live in a bin
Kick tae kick tae kill stab for fun YAT YAT fleeto number one
Dylan connor you got done
Stop trying to say that ye fuckin won
Aiden Mullen, Superboys we're the ones that make the noise
So fuck yer system here we go it's YAT YAT thugs that run the show
North, east, south, west YAT YAT thugs do it best
Do it best
Do it best
YAT YAT fleeto fuck the rest
Wilson, Bryan, Lucy, Merz, Shaun, Riley, Cunny and Tino
Robbie, Nathan, Jacob, Heavy Poor Ryan
,Aldo, Caiden, Eve, Davis, Ham, Mick
And aw the rest of the 8 Mill boys
And aw the rest of the 8 MIll boys
Super Mill boys fuck the rest