YAT YAT DISS

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