Cooli

[Intro]
I might spit when I walk, that's walkie talkie
Don't like police, nah I don't like porkie
Dont know me, I don't know what you thought g
That pack dead, I don't know what you bought g

[Verse 1]
Pack come smelly
Bars dem new like deli
Main ting called and I pick up the, pick up the celly
'Bout to get shelly
Going for the gut yeah, going for the belly
Going for the jackpot, going for the prize
I just wanna win, you can see it in my eyes
I just wanna live, no I don't wanna die
I just wanna whip, whip, I just wanna ride
I be like the sun cuh you see the way I shine
Spittin' on time yeah, spraying them rhymes
Spittin that shit, schooled them back to the bits
Call me Ash cuh I burnt that track to a crisp
Act bad, get hard slap or a fist
Back strapped that then I piff, piff, piff

[Bridge]
Who's that? Oh it's that Ashbeck kid
I think he spits, yeah I heard he did
He's kinda hard
Yeah word, he's sick!
Nah he a wasteman, heard he a prick
(Nah nah he a wasteman, heard he a prick)

[Verse 2]
How they gon' talk when they don't know the half of it?
My team, you can't be a part of it
Hop in the vive n' then I'm departing it
Step in my yard and I'm barkin' it
Get in my crib and I slap on a song
And I bun a zubby to the long
Said that you been tryna get it
Brudda, you be taking long
Tryna multiply my credit
Give something back to my mum
She did so much, I can't forget it
Didn't clock when I was young
Taught me a lot and man I kept it
If I have a job, I get it done
My ego hungry but I fed it, confident that I'm the one

[Verse 3]
She sent a snap but I ain't read it
I'm too fuckin' high
My tunes are fetchers, yeah they spreadin'
I'm just tryna get mine
I ain't wasting no time
I be making my mind up
Can't you see I'm tryna shine?
Can't you see I'm tryna shine?
I need an AP for timin'
Wanna get paid all this rhymin'
Bruddas be lost and we findin'
Time go too hard, we rewindin'
Making my way to the top from the floor
Work on myself, are you working on yours?
I'm tryna hit there goes they talking courts
I've got some tunes but I swear I need more

[Verse 4]
Putting in effort, it come from the core
And I'm putting in more
Tryna get it man
Wizzy wocky, tryna chef it man
Writing, writing with a steady hand
I might smoke another couple grams like
Dank that we breathin'
I'm high like the ceiling
They didn't believe me but now they gone see me
I'm finding balance in talking weekly
Cuz I like a challenge (But)
I like to cheat, see?
Come try and beat me
My life on repeat

[Outro]
My jacket Tacchini
She sweet like tahini
My jacket Tacchini
Sweet like tahini, she sweet like tahini (Yeah yeah)
Ay
Whoa whoa, yeah