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Travis Scott - SICKO MODE (Official Audio)

Travis Scott
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[00:21.14] Astro, yeah

[00:28.39] Sun is down, freezin' cold

[00:31.18] That's how we already know winter's here

[00:34.15] My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt

[00:37.90] That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else

[00:41.15] I tried to show 'em, yeah

[00:47.89] I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah

[00:54.65] Yeah, yeah, yeah

[00:56.65] Gone on you with the pick and roll

[00:57.89] Young LaFlame, he in sicko mode

[01:04.65] Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth

[01:07.65] At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose

[01:10.91] Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes

[01:13.89] This shit way too big, when we pull up give me the loot

[01:17.39] (Gimme the loot!)

[01:18.40] Was off the Remy, had a Papoose

[01:22.39] Had to hit my old town to duck the news

[01:23.90] Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves

[01:26.90] Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew

[01:30.39] I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice

[01:32.40] Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits

[01:35.64] And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose

[01:38.65] Some-some-some, someone said

[01:41.39] To win the retreat, we all in too deep

[01:43.89] P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (someone said)

[01:46.89] To win the retreat, we all in too deep

[01:50.64] P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (yeah)

[01:54.18] This shit way too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit

[01:57.64] Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue

[02:00.64] All of these hoes I made off records I produced

[02:03.39] I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group

[02:07.40] Hit my esés, I need the bootch

[02:10.67] 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo

[02:13.39] Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too"

[02:15.65] In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke

[02:18.39] (Don't stop, pop that pussy!)

[02:19.91] Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof (uh)

[02:22.89] She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon"

[02:26.17] We ain't even make it to the room

[02:28.89] She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool

[02:32.15] Now I got her open, it's just the Goose

[02:35.14] Who put this shit together? I'm the glue (someone said)

[02:38.65] Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue

[02:41.15] Someone said (playin' for keeps)

[02:43.89] Someone said, motherfuck what someone said

[02:47.65] (Don't play us for weak)

[03:01.91] Yeah

[03:03.40] Astro

[03:05.64] Yeah, yeah

[03:08.65] Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up (Ay, ay)

[03:10.92] She's in love with who I am

[03:12.65] Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah)

[03:15.89] Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hands

[03:18.90] I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land

[03:21.90] Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah

[03:23.90] Like a light, ayy, yeah

[03:25.40] Like a light, ayy

[03:26.89] Slept through the flight, ayy

[03:30.89] Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man

[03:33.64] This shit got double bedroom, man

[03:34.41] I still got scores to settle, man

[03:35.40] I crept down the block (down the block), made a right (yeah, right)

[03:38.15] Cut the lights (yeah, what?), paid the price (yeah)

[03:40.64] Niggas think it's sweet (nah, nah), it's on sight (yeah, what?)

[03:44.14] Nothin' nice (yeah), baguettes in my ice (aww, man)

[03:47.15] Jesus Christ (yeah), checks over stripes (yeah)

[03:49.90] That's what I like (yeah), that's what we like (yeah)

[03:52.90] Lost my respect, you not a threat

[03:56.14] When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (bitch!)

[03:59.89] See the shots that I took (ayy), wet like I'm Book (ayy)

[04:02.65] Wet like I'm Lizzie, I be spinnin' Valley

[04:05.14] Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what?)

[04:07.40] Like where is he? (Yeah, what?)

[04:08.90] No one seen him (yeah, yeah)

[04:10.39] I'm tryna clean 'em (yeah)

[04:12.90] She's in love with who I am

[04:14.39] Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance

[04:18.42] Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hand (woo!)

[04:20.64] I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land

[04:23.66] Had me out like a light, like a light

[04:25.64] Like a light, like a light

[04:27.41] Like a light (yeah), like a light

[04:28.93] Like a light

[04:30.14] Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly

[04:31.64] Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah

[04:33.40] He said, "Keep that on lock"

[04:34.65] I said, "You know this shit, it's stife", yeah

[04:36.65] It's absolute (yeah), I'm back reboot (it's lit!)

[04:39.64] LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)

[04:42.65] We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah

[04:45.65] Shawty in the back

[04:47.40] She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)

[04:49.40] Ain't by the book, yeah

[04:50.92] This how it look, yeah

[04:52.15] 'Bout a check, yeah

[04:53.64] Just check the foots, yeah

[04:55.15] Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (yeah)

[04:57.89] Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah

[05:07.39] Ye-ah