CODES

[Intro: Chulo]
Yeah, aye this the last one? Aight bet, bet, bet. Yeah. Chulo

[Verse 1: Chulo]
I don't share codes with the opposition
Ain't no competition, with the composition
Radio taught kill shit
All these rappers just contradicting
All these rappers just out of pocket
I done told them stop it
With the repetition
Imma feed my bro’s
Like I freed my soul
I done got cold now it's hard to listen
Started rapping, I got all the bitches
Back then they didn't want me
Packing, start stacking
Now they asking can get to know me
Passion for rapping, got Freejay for snappin
Got Bosco for fashion
Got chulo for the free wifi right

[Bridge: Leo Mantra]
And they be coming over asking for the Wifi Code
I tell them everything for free, man how come y'all not know
What you was off?
You was lost?
You was cappin’, on baby
Boy you all talk
Got your squad but I got my squad tho
So don't be coming over asking bout that WiFi
My nigga I don't fuck with y’all can't get no hi five
The same rappers that was hating saying y'all niggas cold
Yeah that's on Dre, that's on Sole
We ain't breaking no Codes
It go

[Hook: Leo Mantra & Chulo]
No codes, no codes, no codes, no
We ain’t breaking no
Codes, no codes, no codes, no
We ain’t breaking no
Codes, no codes, no codes, no
(Oh na, oh na na na, oh na, oh na na na, oh na oh)
We ain’t breaking no
Codes, no codes, no codes, no
(Oh na, oh na na na, oh na, oh na na na, oh na oh)

[Verse 2: Chulo]
Chu, ain’t be on a role
That’s on the sole, we cooking
We on to gold
We posted up at the corner store, we looking
Look, look, we looking
Don’t embellish my shit
I'm not y'all, I'm hot dog
They gone relish my shit
I'm not yo’ nigga, my nigga
Can’t come to dinner, remember?
You keep on asking me when that shit finna drop, I surrender
Man fuck around in November
Fuck around in December
These niggas acting like bitches, like how Bruce Jenner switch genders
We taking no shit, ain't faking no shit, breaking no. shit
I'm talking bout CODES, you seasonal rappers, oregano shit
Yeah I done put on, put on for the fam, put on sole
& y'all don't belong, like hella cologne, the whole city know
I'm the man, like to ball a lot
Don’t like to talk a lot
RiP Freesole the family, man that shit all I got
Off the pot, this part off the top, this part off the top
Yeah we made it in the building boy you lost your parking spot, on baby

[Vocemail: Chulo’s friend]
Chulo, you already know how we rocking boy. Straight A.T. shit *laughs*. But nah bro, I’m proud of you. Keep grinding man. Keep grinding until you get to the top, this shit ain’t over with. Hop down to Free WiFi man, let’s get it

[Hook: Leo Mantra & Chulo]
No codes, no codes, no codes, no
We ain’t breaking no
Codes, no codes, no codes, no
We ain’t breaking no
Codes, no codes, no codes, no
(Oh na, oh na na na, oh na, oh na na na, oh na oh)
We ain’t breaking no
Codes, no codes, no codes, no
(Oh na, oh na na na, oh na, oh na na na, oh na oh)