[Intro]
Let's trot
Let's trot
Let's trot
Ayy

[Verse 1]
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 wе're heading straight to the club (yеah)
And we're lining up drinks at the bar (yeah)
We down that shit 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
[Pre-Chorus]
'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)

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
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
[Pre-Chorus]
'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)

[Chorus]
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)