Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake
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(upbeat music)
♪ Astro, yeah ♪
♪ Sun is down, freezin' cold ♪
♪ That's how we already
know winter's here ♪
♪ My dawg would prolly
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 ♪
♪ Gone on you with the pick and roll ♪
♪ Young LaFlame, he in sicko mode ♪
♪ 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 shit 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 AM 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 ♪
♪ Someone said ♪
♪ To win the retreat, we all in too deep ♪
♪ Playin' for keeps,
don't play us for weak ♪
♪ To win the retreat, we all in too deep ♪
♪ Playin' for keeps,
don't play us for weak ♪
♪ This shit 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 hoes 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, bitches treat
me like I'm Uncle Luke ♪
♪ Don't stop, pop that pussy ♪
♪ Had to slop the top
off, it's just a roof ♪
♪ 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 shit
together, I'm the glue ♪
♪ Someone said, shorty
FaceTimed me out the blue ♪
♪ Someone said, playin' for keeps ♪
♪ Someone said, motherfuck
what someone said ♪
♪ Don't play us for weak ♪
(intense music)
(bouncy music)
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Astro ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ 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
duffles in my hands ♪
♪ I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land ♪
♪ Had me out like a light, ay, yeah ♪
♪ Like a light, ay, yeah ♪
♪ Like a light, ay ♪
♪ Slept through the flight, ay ♪
♪ Knocked for the night, ay, 767, man ♪
♪ This shit got double bedroom, man ♪
♪ I still got scores to settle, man ♪
♪ I crept down the block, made a right ♪
♪ Cut the lights, paid the price ♪
♪ Niggas think it's sweet, it's on sight ♪
♪ Nothin' nice, baguettes in my ice ♪
♪ Jesus Christ, checks over stripes ♪
♪ That's what I like,
that's what we like ♪
♪ Lost my respect, you not a threat ♪
♪ When I shoot my shot, that
shit wetty like I'm Sheck ♪
♪ See the shots that I
took, wet like I'm Book ♪
♪ Wet like I'm Lizzie,
I be spinnin' Valley ♪
♪ Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy ♪
♪ Like where is he ♪
♪ No one seen him ♪
♪ I'm tryna clean 'em ♪
♪ 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
duffles in my hands ♪
♪ I did half a Xan,
thirteen 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 ♪
♪ Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly ♪
♪ Sendin' texts, ain't
sendin' kites, yeah ♪
♪ He said, keep that on lock ♪
♪ I said, you know this
shit, it's stife, yeah ♪
♪ It's absolute, I'm back reboot ♪
♪ LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah ♪
♪ We back on the road, they
jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah ♪
♪ Shawty in the back ♪
♪ She said she workin'
on her glutes, yeah ♪
♪ Ain't by the book, yeah ♪
♪ This how it look, yeah ♪
♪ 'Bout a check, yeah ♪
♪ Just check the foots, yeah ♪
♪ Pass this to my daughter,
I'ma show her what it took ♪
♪ Baby mama cover Forbes got
these other bitches shook, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah ♪