[Intro: Scotty Stacks]
Yeah, Scotty Stacks
Yeah
Said it ain't no fun

[Verse 1: Scotty Stacks]
Now it's getting on top but I ain't got a deficit
Money in my pocket can't save so I'm spending it
I've got my own dough and I'll tell a chick
She ain't get shit and that's the end of it
You know my peas grow but they ain't vegetables
Yeah I've got plants but they ain't edible
We're in a chicks yard she's got a big arse
It's getting hit fast and if the pigs ask
She better not tell like Venables
Too technical trapstar unforgettable
Young rap star in my Astra
Tryna save for the Range and the Jaguar
Pay for the pink Champagne on the black card
That's why I've gotta stacks up
If you cut that cake I better get some
It ain't no fun if The Manor don't get none

[Chorus: Scotty Stacks]
I said we're drunk in the booth and it's red rum
Time we put the juniors to bed son
By now we're usually a zed done
It ain't no fun if The Manor don't get none
Going on to the next one
Try your best not get so stressed son
If you want to catch up then you best run
It ain't no fun if The Manor don't get none

[Verse 2: Danny Graft]
Bringing birds back like an old school kid
Bring 'em back like Pat 'cause she knows that I'm big
In both ways a deep hole that I dig
But after a snout put 'em out like a cig
But they're still coming back like the eighties
Got'em like critics when I hit it they rate me
The fish can't bait me no never matey
My pride ain't got a price I'm not Katie
I mack daily and I back Baileys
Still read the game better than Makélélé
But plenty man like lambs to the slaughter
They don't make sense while they're blazing a quarter
Now the sound round the town's I'm the talk of
They're saying Graft's saying bars never thought of
I'm saying I'm staying grounded like Concorde
Take you to another plane jump on board
[Chorus: Scotty Stacks]
I said we're drunk in the booth and it's red rum
Time we put the juniors to bed son
By now we're usually a zed done
It ain't no fun if The Manor don't get none
Going on to the next one
Try your best not get so stressed son
If you want to catch up then you best run
It ain't no fun if The Manor don't get none

[Verse 3: Jonny Dutch]
Barbecue sauce round my mouth
One or two broads on my couch
Walking about I like look awesome in Ralph
But the caps Obey the tee cost three pound
But we don't quit nah 'til we get nicked
I'm drunk with a chick tryna talk politics
Looked like Tory thought like a prick
Then I found out she had liberal lips
I said it's all good it's alright
I'm a positive thinker gooner for life
Even though I feel like I've been chewed up alive
I've boozed through the day so I'll booze through the night
Lads army frontline general
Speaking from my heart 'cause my heads full of chemicals
The games just showed me everythings edible
It ain't no fun if The Manor can't get it all
[Chorus: Scotty Stacks]
I said we're drunk in the booth and it's red rum
Time we put the juniors to bed son
By now we're usually a zed done
It ain't no fun if The Manor don't get none
Going on to the next one
Try your best not get so stressed son
If you want to catch up then you best run
It ain't no fun if The Manor don't get none