Travis Scott ft. Drake - SICKO MODE

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  • Published on:  8/6/2018
  • Travis Scott ft. Drake - SICKO MODE

    Lyrics:
    [part i]

    [intro: drake]
    astro, yeah
    sun is down, freezin' cold
    that's how we already know, winter's here
    my dawg would probably do it for a louis belt
    that's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
    i tried to show 'em, yeah
    i tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah
    yeah, yeah, yeah
    goin' on you with the pick and roll
    young la flame, he in sicko mode

    [part ii]

    [verse 1: travis scott & the notorious b.I.G.]
    woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
    at the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
    yeah, jump out boys, that's nike boys, hoppin' out coupes
    this sh*t way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot
    (gimme the loot!)
    was off the remy, had a papoose
    had to hit my old town to duck the news
    two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
    now it's 4 a.m. and i'm back up poppin' with the crew
    i just landed in, chase b mixes pop like jamba juice
    different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits
    and they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose

    [bridge: big hawk & swae lee]
    some-some-some-someone said
    to win the retreat, we all in too deep
    pl-pl-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (someone said)
    to win the retreat, we all in too deep
    pl-pl-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak

    [verse 2: travis scott & uncle luke]
    yeah, this sh*t way too formal, y'all know i don't follow suit
    stacey dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
    all of these h**s i made off records i produced
    i might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
    hit my eses, i need the bootch
    'bout to turn this function to bonnaroo
    told her, "hop in, you comin' too"
    in the 305, b*tch es treat me like i'm uncle luke
    (don't stop, pop that p*ssy !)
    had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh
    she said, "where we goin'?" i said, "the moon"
    we ain't even make it to the room
    she thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
    now i got her open, it's just the goose
    who put this sh*t together? i'm the glue

    [bridge: travis scott, swae lee & big hawk]
    someone said
    shorty facetimed me out the blue
    someone said
    pl-playin' for keeps
    someone said, motherf*cker—someone said
    don't play us for weak

    [part iii]

    [intro: travis scott, drake & lil juice]
    yeah!
    astro, yeah, yeah
    (tay keith, f*ck these n*ggas up!)
    ayy, ayy

    [chorus: drake & travis scott]
    she's in love with who i am
    back in high school, i used to bus it to the dance (yeah)
    now i hit the fbo with duffels in my hands
    i did half a xan, 13 hours 'til i land
    had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
    like a light, ayy, yeah

    [verse 3: drake & travis scott]
    like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy
    knocked for the night, ayy
    767, man, this sh*t got double bedroom, man
    i still got scores to settle, man
    i crept down the block (down the block)
    made a right (yeah, right)
    cut the lights (yeah, what?), paid the price (yeah)
    n*ggas think it's sweet (nah, never), it's on sight (yeah, what?)
    nothin' nice (yeah), baguettes in my ice (aw, man)
    jesus christ (yeah), checks over stripes (yeah)
    that's what i like (yeah), that's what we like (yeah)
    lost my respect, you not a threat
    when i sh00t my shot, that sh*t wetty like i'm sheck (b**ch)
    see the shots that i took (ayy), wet like i'm book (ayy)
    wet like i'm lizzie
    i be spinnin' valley, circle blocks 'til i'm dizzy (yeah, what?)
    like where is he? (yeah, what?)
    no one seen him (yeah, yeah)
    i'm tryna clean 'em (yeah)

    [chorus: drake & travis scott]
    she's in love with who i am
    back in high school, i used to bus it to the dance
    now i hit the fbo with duffels in my hands (woo)
    i did half a xan, 13 hours 'til i land
    had me out like a light (like a light)
    like a light (like a light)
    like a light (like a light)
    like a light

    [verse 4: travis scott]
    yeah, pa**ed the dawgs a celly
    sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah
    he said, "keep that on lock"
    i say, "you know this sh*t, it's stife," yeah
    it's absolute, yeah (yeah), i'm back, reboot (it's lit)
    laferrari to jamba juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)
    we back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah
    shawty in the back
    she said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my god)
    ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
    'bout a check, yeah (check), just check the foots, yeah
    pa** this to my daughter, i'ma show her what it took (yeah)
    baby mama cover forbes, got these other b*tch es shook
    yeah
    --

    (C) 2018 Epic Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment. With Cactus Jack and Grand Hustle.

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