[intro: Jeskiedes]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, Käärijä!
Let´s go all Seppänen
Game captain Made, yo
[verse 1: Käärijä, Jeskiedes]
Who´s this, holy, match maker
Who´s better than the best, and still thriving
A player, who´s wallet is clattering
I can travel the world when wins are pattering
Well, sportsman here, Seppänen´s Esko
Sure is the choice like pasta or pesto (Esko)
GoPro-lover, gamer, travel-man and fisher
Back in the days almost at The Choice I reflected
And back in the days girls from bars I picked
Got lucky and in my dreams I gamble
And said, wе found Risto "Käärijä" Räppääjä
In the morning woke up to a bright light
He said how to bring monеy to the house
When I didn´t come to work
From little had a hunger for playing
[Chorus: Jeskiedes]
I always arrive flying
Maybe I win, maybe I don´t
Everyone makes their own luck (makes their own luck)
I always arrive flying
Maybe I win, maybe I don´t
Everyone makes their own luck (makes their own luck)
[verse 2: Jeskiedes]
I don´t gamble my money
I don´t hassle my money
I make big bucks
Don´t go around with handbags
Don´t net on internet
And don´t flop in bed
On twitter like Esko
They rip up their game pants
When my swagger is so bomb
My own stuff makes many thousands
Salary came and can´t close my wallet
Ladies hope I´d take work back home again
[verse 3: Jeskiedes, Käärijä]
Work back home, work back home
Why do I always take this work back home
Can´t even get peace with money
But it can buy all kinds of nice things
[Chorus: Jeskiedes]
I always arrive flying
Maybe I win, maybe I don´t
Everyone makes their own luck (makes their own luck)
I always arrive flying
Maybe I win, maybe I don´t
Everyone makes their own luck (makes their own luck)
[verse 3: Jeskiedes, Käärijä]
Ah, yeah
I blow up backstages
I show up on snapchats
I bustle at happy-hour
I wrap up at blackjack
I´m a regular in every place and betted my whole account
No, no, no, no, no, no, no god damn!
Damn son, it´ll come
Damn son, but it´ll go, too
Good life isn´t made with bets here
Nah, bets
No need to fright
A man, whose luck isn´t cut up
A tougher guy than Gladstone Gander
This man and a gambling software
Walk hand in hand like Finnish winter and sleet
He to Facebook posts
And gang likes so much that they need a new mouse
The shit never ends
Even if we got money like trash
[bridge: Jeskiedes]
Gang´s liking, gang´s liking
Facebook full with many likes
Maybe you´ll get followers with money
But to Esko they come naturally
[Chorus: Jeskiedes]
I always arrive flying
Maybe I win, maybe I don´t
Everyone makes their own luck (makes their own luck)
I always arrive flying
Maybe I win, maybe I don´t
Everyone makes their own luck (makes their own luck)