[Intro]
"Damn jiggy, you crazy for this one!"

[Chorus: Ludwig Kronstrand]
2016, borrowed money for Yeezys
Because Noel had cash, he was stupid rich
Before my friends had smokebreak
(Smoke)
Now we all fine, we be okay
Mom, if you look at your son now
Swear you will always be my soulmate
I will replace everything I have now
What is fucking fucking luck for someone like me?

[Verse 1: Dante & Noel Flike]
Okay, It's the poet from Snake City
What do you want to know about me now? I can tell you everything
There are too many who expect, I drop out
And even more hopes we flop soon
Okay, this is the prince from Mariatorget
118 for life, fuck California
Everyone is wondering how it will be, huh?
Because I changed my seats there at four against a car, huh?
But I will always fly
Throw my money, the new Karolinska
We will never land, we will never get old
The day we are forgotten is the day we are free
Working on being gracious, but it's hard sometimes
When everyone here wants my surname
And I'm heart, mind, soul
I'm king, Young Hov
I'm happiness and sadness middle name
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Ludwig Kronstrand]
2016, borrowed money for Yeezys
Because Noel had cash, he was stupid rich
Before my friends had smokebreak
(Smoke)
Now we all fine, we be okay
Mom, if you look at your son now
Swear you will always be my soulmate
I will replace everything I have now
What is fucking fucking luck for someone like me?

[Verse 2: Dante Lindhe & Noel Flike]
It was 2015, we scared the whole city
Between Kärleksbrev, how can you say things?
No one who's born before the 90s understands me
I had platinum on Playahead, now I have paintings
2016, threw money on full time
But 2017 I got indebted
And no one fucked with pop
But now they write about love and now they fuck with us
It's the same time, same place in my staircase
And I have G:s next to me, never been like that
Took a price which we won, it can't be true
And our speech, it was shit, put Sweden in flames
But bro, bro, bro
You know, that's how it can go
We took P3-gold, but still lost
You know what, does it matter? No one remembers
Because the next year we took three, but what did that do?
[Chorus: Ludwig Kronstrand]
2016, borrowed money for Yeezys
Because Noel had cash, he was stupid rich
Before my friends had smokebreak
(Smoke)
Now we all fine, we be okay
Mom, if you look at your son now
Swear you will always be my soulmate
I will replace everything I have now
What is fucking fucking luck for someone like me?

[Verse 3: Dante Lindhe & Noel Flike]
Young L, Young L, was always calm
When he slept like a prince but woke up as a king, huh?
Big City, catch little feelings
Young L, Young L what's up with you?
Ten-ten thousand meters up in the air
I'm the president of the mile high club
Ey frio, frio, baby, just saying 'O Sole Mio
And why are you so cold? I say "hace frio"
Wo-oh, I'm about to lose my cool
Want to buy Yeezyz? Take my card
Wo-oh, nothing can be enough
When I drive with the poet from Southside
And they call me "rockstar" but it's fucked
Maybe that's why It's hard to behave myself tonight
And I'm heart, mind, soul
I'm king, Young Hov
I'm happiness and sadness bestman
Wo-oh, look, I'm going nowhere
Only way they take me is in an ambulance
Wo-oh, listen baby, here we go
Your girlfriend wants me, boyfriend wants to be me
H to the O to the V-A-H
This is Swedish classics with 808
And everyone who came after should thank me
Because I'm king, Young Hov meets Hemingway