Versuri Travis Scott – SICKO MODE lyrics
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
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 to Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two-four hour on lockdown we made no moves
Now it’s 4AM 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
Some-some-some someone said
To win the retreat we all in too deep
Playin’ for keeps don’t play us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat we all in too deep
P-p-playin’ for keeps don’t play us for weak
This sh*t way too formal y’all know I don’t follow suit
Stacy Dash most these of 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 booch
‘Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her “hop in you comin’ too”
In the 305 b*tches 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 sh*t together? I’m the glue
(Someone said)
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
(Someone said)
To win the retreat we all in too deep
Playin’ for keeps don’t play us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat we all in too deep
Playin’ for keeps don’t play us for weak
Yeah
Astro
Yeah yeah
Tay Keith f*ck these n*ggas up
Ay ay
She’s in love with who I am
Back in high school I used to bust it to the dance (yeah)
Now I hit that epioo with duffles in my hands
I did half a Xan thirteen hours ’til I land
Had me out like a light ayy yeah
Like a light ayy yeah
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 nah)
It’s on sight (yeah what?)
Nothin’ nice (yeah) baguettes in my ice (aww 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 shoot my shot that sh*t wetty like I’m Sheck (b*tch!)
See the shots that I took (ayy) wet like I’m Book (ayy)
Wet like I’m Lindsey I be spending Folie’s
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)
She’s in love with who I am
Back in high school I used to bust it to the dance
Now I hit the fbo with duffles in my hand (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 light)
Like a light (yeah like a light)
Like a light
Yeah pass the dawgs in celly
Sendin’ texts ain’t sendin’ kites yeah
He said “keep that on lock”
I said “you know this sh*t it’s life” yeah
It’s absolute (yeah) versuri.us
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
Shorty 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)
Just check the foots (yeah)
Passes to my daughter
I’ma show her what it took (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes
Got these other b*tches shook yeah
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