Biography:
Jonatan Leandoer Håstad[3] (born 18 July, 1996), known professionally as Yung Lean, is a Swedish rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer. Born and raised in Stockholm, Yung Lean rose to prominence in 2013 with his song "Ginseng Strip 2002" which became a viral success on YouTube.[4] Later the same year, he released his debut mixtape, Unknown Death 2002, and the following year he released his debut studio album, Unknown Memory. In 2016, Yung Lean released his second mixtape, Frost God and his second studio album, Warlord.
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[Intro]
A C#m x4
[Hook]
A C#m A
We were on the throne, living on our own
A E C#m E A
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
A E
She just wanna dance, I'mma get them bands
A C#m A
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I'd die for my respect
[Verse 1]
A E
Wrist, diamonds, ice, neon green lights
E A
Don't care about the price, I cop it, I smash it, this size
A C#m
Wrist, diamonds, ice, percocet, my Sprite
E
Percys in my Sprite, Louis bag, three stripes
A C#m
As I walk through the fire with my wings
D
I could only stop for this iron like a lane
A C#m
She just want to pop all the molly in the Benz
F#m
I've been getting rich, making money with my friends
A C#m
Bitch, we off them shits, time to stay until the end
C#m
I'm just trynna pop all the bottles, fuck the feds
D A C#m
I got 50 pills all up in our money bags
D E C#m A
She gon' watch how I spend it, like, just to get it back
A C#m
Sitting on the field, snakes through the money tracks
C#m A
Breaking in and entering, bitch we popping tags
A C#m
Keep the fire burning off a blunt like candle wax
C#m A
Burning down your money 'til it ain't nothing to stacks
[Hook]
A C#m A
We were on the throne, living on our own
A E C#m E A
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
A E
She just wanna dance, I'mma get them bands
A C#m A
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I'd die for my respect
[Verse 2]
A C#m
Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite
E
Living my life, I'm alright, shawty, she my type
A
Die for this I might, chains all freeze outside
E
Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite
A C#m
As I hop by the avenue with my wing
Baby don't stop, wanna give you everything
A C#m
When we off them rocks, I'mma tell you everything
D C#m
Soap on my shoes and on my heart, it's getting thin
A C#m
But you're a butterfly riding through the desert winds
F#m C#m
I'm a really bad, I love all the finer things
A C#m
When I come close, close to you I can't sin
Heaven knows I'm bad, but Lord, I can't fix a thing
A C#m
Fly too close to the sun, my wings give in
C#m F#m D
I gave you my whole life, don't owe you a thing
A C#m
As I chose life and this rug made of mink
Burning down the Winter 'cause I'm over everything
[Hook]
A C#m A
We were on the throne, living on our own
A E C#m E A
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
A E
She just wanna dance, I'mma get them bands
A C#m A
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I'd die for my respect
A C#m x4
[Hook]
A C#m A
We were on the throne, living on our own
A E C#m E A
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
A E
She just wanna dance, I'mma get them bands
A C#m A
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I'd die for my respect
[Verse 1]
A E
Wrist, diamonds, ice, neon green lights
E A
Don't care about the price, I cop it, I smash it, this size
A C#m
Wrist, diamonds, ice, percocet, my Sprite
E
Percys in my Sprite, Louis bag, three stripes
A C#m
As I walk through the fire with my wings
D
I could only stop for this iron like a lane
A C#m
She just want to pop all the molly in the Benz
F#m
I've been getting rich, making money with my friends
A C#m
Bitch, we off them shits, time to stay until the end
C#m
I'm just trynna pop all the bottles, fuck the feds
D A C#m
I got 50 pills all up in our money bags
D E C#m A
She gon' watch how I spend it, like, just to get it back
A C#m
Sitting on the field, snakes through the money tracks
C#m A
Breaking in and entering, bitch we popping tags
A C#m
Keep the fire burning off a blunt like candle wax
C#m A
Burning down your money 'til it ain't nothing to stacks
[Hook]
A C#m A
We were on the throne, living on our own
A E C#m E A
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
A E
She just wanna dance, I'mma get them bands
A C#m A
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I'd die for my respect
[Verse 2]
A C#m
Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite
E
Living my life, I'm alright, shawty, she my type
A
Die for this I might, chains all freeze outside
E
Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite
A C#m
As I hop by the avenue with my wing
Baby don't stop, wanna give you everything
A C#m
When we off them rocks, I'mma tell you everything
D C#m
Soap on my shoes and on my heart, it's getting thin
A C#m
But you're a butterfly riding through the desert winds
F#m C#m
I'm a really bad, I love all the finer things
A C#m
When I come close, close to you I can't sin
Heaven knows I'm bad, but Lord, I can't fix a thing
A C#m
Fly too close to the sun, my wings give in
C#m F#m D
I gave you my whole life, don't owe you a thing
A C#m
As I chose life and this rug made of mink
Burning down the Winter 'cause I'm over everything
[Hook]
A C#m A
We were on the throne, living on our own
A E C#m E A
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
A E
She just wanna dance, I'mma get them bands
A C#m A
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I'd die for my respect
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