[Intro: Youngsta's Grandad]
Nooo...! I don't trust these fuckers man. Not at all
But Riyadh, you want to trust these people - you might as well trust the devil

Look how long I'm living in Ocean View - I came here in 1972
You go around Ocean View half of the bladdy pavements are not even tarred. Nooo!

They all a bunch of liars - So I don't know what you going to tell these people when they interviewing you. I really don't know


[Verse 1]
1991 when everything began and I came out the womb kicking, screaming
Moved in Wittebomme suburb where they drug dealing
I got lots of brasse looking at the prison ceiling
This is not emotion, no, so do not koppel feelings
Everyone has a story so who the hell cares
I was fresh prince but I didn't live in Bel-air
Used to make me spikes, yes I tried to gel hair
Started selling Nikes, sieka had like twelve pairs
Are you gonna tell im a fake and im a fraud
When you know the pen is much more mighty than the sword
I dont pop no mollies, I dont rock no Tom Ford
I just do karate on the mic, I'm Jean-Claude
They tell me I should be on Snapchat, I should tweet more
The problem is I'm on the corner with the street lords
They ask who I am and I say I'm Rick James
Right before I really wys them whats my nickname
[Hook]
I’m Yaatie Yaatie
You know he’s a laanie
Probably know your sister and your taanie
My bru his names Yaatie Yaatie
You know he’s a laanie
Go ask the taxi drivers and the gaatjies
They say they know Yaatie Yaatie
You know he’s a laanie
Probably know your sister and your taanie
My bru his names Yaatie Yaatie
You know he’s a laanie
Go ask the taxi drivers and the gaatjies
They say they know Yaatie

[Verse 2]
Yeah
Grandma gave me coins I put it in the moneybox
Saved a couple pennies spent it at the babi-shop
I found out they stabbed him and my body felt a shock
I realised these aren't fairy tales and Goldilocks
6-years-old in Ocean view I got the chicken pox
Brasse broke into my house, they good at picking locks
Music permi playing you could hear the boom-box
A naughty little laatie just like Riley Boondocks
I had a crazy life if I think and backtrack
My uncle was a skelm he was smoking mandrax
When he walked and everybody used to stand back
He grew up in the ghetto, breakfast wasn't flapjacks
I just wanna show you who was in my family tree
I had two good parents, one of them was absentee
My daddy passed away and so I'm saying RIP
My mommy hates this name, but i have to disagree
[Hook]
I’m Yaatie Yaatie
You know he’s a laanie
Probably know your sister and your taanie
My bru his names Yaatie Yaatie
You know he’s a laanie
Go ask the taxi drivers and the gaatjies
They say they know Yaatie Yaatie
You know he’s a laanie
Probably know your sister and your taanie
My bru his names Yaatie Yaatie
You know he’s a laanie
Go ask the taxi drivers and the gaatjies
They say they know Yaatie

[Outro]
Uh, Riyadh [x5]
My bru his names Yaatie Yaatie
You he's a laanie
Probably know your sister and your tannie
My bru his name Yaatie