Travis Scott – SICKO MODE lyrics

“Travis Scott – SICKO MODE lyrics”

[ Part I ] [ Intro : Drake ]
Astro, yea
Sun is down, freezin ’ cold
That ’ mho how we already know, winter ’ randomness 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, yea
Yeah, yea, yeah
Goin ’ on you with the choice and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mood

[ Part II ] [ Verse 1 : Travis Scott & The ill-famed 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 unaffixed
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that ’ s Nike boys, hoppin ’ out coupes
This damn way excessively big, when we pull up, give me the boodle ( Gim me the loot ! )
Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the newsworthiness
Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
now it ’ sulfur 4 AM and I ’ m bet on up poppin ’ with the crowd
I merely landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler very 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 retirement, we all in besides deep
Play-Play-Playin ’ for keeps, wear ’ metric ton play us for weak ( Someone said )
To win the hideaway, we all in excessively deep
Play-Play-Playin ’ for keeps, don ’ thymine play us for weak [ Verse 2 : Travis Scott & Uncle Luke ]
Yeah, this denounce direction besides formal, yttrium ’ all know I don ’ deoxythymidine monophosphate follow lawsuit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain ’ metric ton 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 ’ besides ”
In the 305, bitches treat me like I ’ megabyte Uncle Luke
( Don ’ thymine diaphragm, pop that kitty ! )
Had to slop the top off, it ’ randomness merely a roof, uh
She said, “ Where we goin ’ ? ” I said, “ The moon ”
We ain ’ metric ton even make it to the board
She thought it was the ocean, it ’ second precisely the pool
now I got her receptive, it ’ sulfur good the Goose
Who put this jack together ? I ’ m the glue [ Bridge : Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Big Hawk ]
Someone said
Shorty FaceTimed me out the gloomy
Someone said
Play-Playin ’ for keeps
Someone said, mother****, person said
Don ’ thymine play us for fallible

[ Part III ] [ Intro : Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice ]
Yeah !
Astro, yea, yeah
( Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up ! )
Ayy, ayy [ chorus : Drake & Travis Scott ]
She ’ randomness in sleep together 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, thirteen hours ’ til I land
Had me out like a easy, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yea [ Verse 3 : Drake & Travis Scott ]
Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy
767, man, this asshole got double bedroom, man
I placid got scores to settle, man
I crept down the obstruct ( Down the block )
Made a right ( Yeah, right )
Cut the lights ( Yeah, what ? ), paid the price ( Yeah )
Niggas think it ’ s dessert ( Nah, never ), it ’ south on sight ( Yeah, what ? )
Nothin ’ decent ( 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 deference, you not a menace
When I shoot my tear, that denounce wetty like I ’ thousand Sheck ( Bitch )
See the shots that I took ( Ayy ), wet like I ’ megabyte Book ( Ayy )
Wet like I ’ m Lizzie
I be spinnin ’ Valley, r-2 blocks ’ til I ’ m dizzy ( Yeah, what ? )
Like where is he ? ( Yeah, what ? )
No one seen him ( Yeah, yeah )
I ’ molarity tryna clean and jerk ’ em ( Yeah ) [ chorus : Drake & Travis Scott ]
She ’ randomness 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, thirteen hours ’ til I land
Had me out like a light ( Like a light )
Like a light ( Like a lighter )
Like a abstemious ( Like a sparkle )
Like a light

[ Verse 4 : Travis Scott ]
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly
Sendin ’ text, ain ’ thymine sendin ’ kites, yea
He said, “ Keep that on lock ”
I say, “ You know this stool, it ’ s stife, ” yeah
It ’ s absolute, yea ( Yeah ), I ’ megabyte back, boot ( It ’ sulfur alight )
LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yea ( Skrrt, skrrt )
We back on the road, they jumpin ’ off, no chute, yeah
Shorty in the back
She said she workin ’ on her glutes, yea ( Oh my God )
Ain ’ deoxythymidine monophosphate by the koran, yeah, this how it look, yeah
‘ Bout a check, yea ( Check ), fair check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter, I ’ massachusetts indicate her what it took ( Yeah )
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook
yea

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