Let′s trot

Let's trot

Let′s trot

Ayy

I'm ready to party, pour me a shot

Nothing more, nothing less, I'm ready to trot

I dropped out of school, but I still got class

Teachers lookin′ at me now like I′ve lost the plot

Yeah, so what?

David (shooting) Beckham (goals)

The way I be pullin' these benders (benders)

The way these Instagram models be givin′ me brain

Man, it got me stressin' (no)

I came from the trenches

Since young, I been gettin′ that dough

Now I'm gettin′ paid 40K for a show (what?)

20 for me (huh?), 20 for my bro (let's go)

And we're heading straight to the club (yeah)

And we′re lining up drinks at the bar (yeah)

We down that s**t so fast, no Usain Bolt (skrrt)

I′m feeling like Josh Addo-Carr

So raise your glass, 'cause now we got the whole club jumpin′ (jumpin')

You know who it is

Brothers, Joel Fletcher, when you hear that trumpet

′Cause I'm ready to party, pour me a shot (let′s trot)

Nothing more, nothing less, I'm ready to trot (let's trot)

I dropped out of school, but I still got class (let′s trot)

Teachers lookin′ at me now like I've lost the plot (let′s trot)

All the girls on the left, wanna trot? Say, "Yeah"

All the boys on the right, wanna trot? Say, "Yeah"

Got bass underneath that drop, we don't stop (let′s trot)

Let's fuckin′ trot

(Let's trot)

Let's fuckin′ trot

(Let′s trot)

Let's fuckin′ trot

(Let's trot)

Let′s fuckin' trot

(Let′s trot)

Let's fuckin' trot

Ayy, boys, the borders are open (yeah)

First stop, let′s head to the Gold Coast (let′s go)

It's a sold-out show, forecast hot

So are the bitches, ha-ha, let′s trot (ha-ha)

Darwin is next, the crowd's off their head (ayy)

Can′t forget the love while we in their debt

Just touched down in Brissie (Brissie)

Sin City, I got more freaks than Timmy

Pulled up in a VL Turbo

Pull up the boys 'til I′m ready she deserve oh

Smoke it up like magic

Take this bed like Hazem El Masri (Masri)

Next stop, Tassie

Where the party at? Send me the addy

I pull up with Kooris, Call up Akhis

Even got Aussies yellin' out, "Fuckin' yalla" (yalla)

Brothers (brothers), Fletcher (Fletcher)

Aussie (Aussie), oy (oy)

Shut down (shut down), Skepta (Skepta)

Yeah, we do this with no pressure (proper)

Then we pull up to Perth

We shut down clubs and we shut down stores

If I′m in the field, I′m running the ball

If one gets hit, then it's all in brawl (ha-ha)

Business class on the way back home

The craziest shows in Sydney (Sydney)

My circle′s small, but we stay winning

So raise your cup for the life that we living

'Cause I′m ready to party, pour me a shot (let's trot)

Nothing more, nothing less, I′m ready to trot (let's trot)

I dropped out of school, but I still got class (let's trot)

Teachers lookin′ at me now like I′ve lost the plot (let's trot)

All the girls on the left, wanna trot? Say, "Yeah"

All the boys on the right, wanna trot? Say, "Yeah"

Got bass underneath that drop, we don′t stop (let's trot)

Let′s fuckin' trot

(Let′s trot)

Let's fuckin' trot

(Let′s trot)

Let′s fuckin' trot

(Let′s trot)

Let's fuckin′ trot

(Let's trot)

Let′s fuckin' trot (let's trot)