This is a song about "Postal code"

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Cuz we grew up on that bro code and are so loyal its way passed what ya know.

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

He's quick as lightning, writes code in a snap

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

They reign when it comes to charades, the truths not in morse code!

Now they in the trap-house with some guns that they done borrowed

Cruising on relationship, but need a different boat

In fact, you're raps a wack cycle, mine cracks the da vinci code

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Crazy mode, do you know the crazy code

See i live by the code that the mafia wrote

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke