Intro 
Uh 
Youngsta 
Y?gen 

Hook 
Why you wanna diss mens? 
Just be lekker 
Don't be extra 
Just be lekker 
You think you clever and you better? 
Just be lekker 
Okay bru, whatever 
Just be lekker 
Like I’m so 
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker 
I'm so 
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker 
She's so 
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker 
We so 
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker 
My bru 
Kyk hie 

Verse 1 
I thought you’d have something better to say 
Why you always talk about me in a negative way? (why?) 
I'm just honoring OG's like it's veterans day 
It's Kaapstad fibre! We aren't American made 
Most of these rappers are stuck in that development stage 
Auto-tuning music, sounding like you Eric Burnett 
I make you naar, now tell me how does medicine taste 
But I make you lekker when I put you on my medical-aid 
But now you want to make me kwaad so I'm saying haatie bop (djy!) 
If you know Riyaadh then you know that he's a dala rot (djy!) 
Djy praat ombeskof but all you do is talk alot 
Acting hard like The Rock but softer than a Wilson block 
Now swallow those bad words or get eaten like a vegan half Middle Eastern Cape Cavalier without Cleveland 
A CPT G.O.A.T My quotes are pure goud 
And if you joke I wash your mond out with soap 

Hook
Why you wanna diss mens?
Just be lekker
Don’t be extra
Just be lekker
You think you clever and you better?
Just be lekker
Okay bru, whatever
Just be lekker
Like I’m so
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker
I'm so
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker
She’s so
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker
We so
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker
My bru
Kyk hie

Verse 2
Ouens say they lit, well I'm turning on the sprinkler
I put out their fires and lighters with rhyming extinguishers
I made the city hot and did it singular
Now my name is known throughout the Wes-Kaap peninsula (Wes-Kaap!)
Deep down inside bru, I know you really love me (yup)
Your slippers are fluffy, you prob'ly cuddled in a onesie, you a dappie
You can't Lam with us, go study
Lick my middle-finger like Kentucky then top it with Fruit Chutney (whoo)
And it’s gonna get messy so I think you need a bib (yup)
You aren't on my radar I don't see you on my grid (where?)
I can send some brasse to come meet you at your crib
And then we gonna see if you are Realler than Madrid (Bhaa!)
I thought that you were lekker but you actually not
That's why every bar I rob is an "Italian Job"
Gold bricks in the Mini, just give me some leg room
You calculate my steps, you check on my chess moves
You fail badly, you were born in a test tube
021 is my number; tell your kind to send nudes
I made this song for ouens who don't attend school
I X'ed you out the game and left you in the deadpool (Haha)
Y? Question mark and you couldn't guess who
I wasn't an A student but you were a Z bru (Yoh)
You don't want no problems you don't want no conflict (No)
I'm brutal with the bars, a lyrical convict (Bwhaa!)
Things take time and you can hear the bomb tick (Tick x4)
My name alone making you scared like John Wick (*gasps*)
But asalaam alaikum it's the Seven-Eight-Six'e
Shukran for the love, I can feel all the liefde (I feel it)
To me, you de lil one, I'm calling you Patricia (Small)
I feel like a fisher catch you hook, line, and sinker (Kom hie)
You are not lekker like beginning of winter
But I've always been lekker like Koesiestes

Hook
Why you wanna diss mens?
Just be lekker
Don't be extra
Just be lekker
You think you clever and you better?
Just be lekker
Okay bru, whatever
Just be lekker
Like I'm so
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker
I'm so
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker
She's so
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker
We so
Lekker lekker, lekker lekker
My bru
Kyk hie

Outro
Ayyo, Ayyo Ayyo
You don't wanna step to me
Still rep the C.P.T, till the day I D.I.E
(x2)