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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cook Thugless
Cook Thugless
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Lalley
Keith Lalley
Songwriter
Riley Byrne
Riley Byrne
Songwriter
Jerry Sánchez
Jerry Sánchez
Songwriter
Jean-Louis Droulers
Jean-Louis Droulers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Mehrkens
James Mehrkens
Mixing Engineer
Earl Halasan
Earl Halasan
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I don't search no more, I only climb forwards We put the work in, did the time for it When I get it best believe I'll pay it forward Pave the way, carve it out, Wet cement, sign your name on it Rub rub on that bottle Woke up el diablo Concentrating on stacking paper like lotto (Lotto) Young thugs we the squad oh Love Bubs he the gato Boots and cats, yeah we making tracks you gon' follow (Follow) Rub rub on that bottle, Woke up el diablo Concentrating on stacking paper like lotto (Lotto) Young thugs we the squad oh Love Bubs he the gato Boots and cats, yeah we making tracks you gon' follow Rolling out the woodwork On a wave and so far a pretty good surf I don't turn the page, bro I make the book turn A true hater probly actively do dirt, ask later shoot first I would understand, I'm the fucking man Feeling myself like my last night at Rubalad Everybody wanna join the caravan asking who my cameraman I been this way before I had a band Snapping off snapping off, sick 'em like a rabid dog Carry on, let it off leash Tapping on, I been on this That new new, Famicom 3 We too smooth at this whole thing Young and hustling Stuck in clutching Winning, finished, undiminished We be on that shit, always move to surpass it You don't know jack shit (Woo) Rub rub on that bottle Woke up el diablo Concentrating on stacking paper like lotto (Woo woo) Young thugs we the squad oh (Whoa) Love Bubs he the gato (Whoa) Boots and cats, yeah we making tracks you gon' follow (Yeah yeah) Rub rub on that bottle, (Yu) Woke up el diablo Concentrating on stacking paper like lotto (Ya) Young thugs we the squad oh Love Bubs he the gato Boots and cats, yeah we making tracks you gon' follow (Follow) I don't search no more, I only climb forwards (Oh) We put the work in, did the time for it (Yeah) When I get it best believe I'll pay it forward Pave the way, carve it out Wet cement, sign your name on it
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