เพลง SICKO MODE

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ศิลปิน Travis Scott

03 ส.ค. 61

เนื้อเพลง SICKO MODE

SICKO MODE (Explicit) - Travis Scott

Lyricist:Jacques Webster/Aubrey Graham/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Cydel Young/Mirsad Dervic/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean

Composer:Jacques Webster/Aubrey Graham/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Cydel Young/Mirsad Dervic/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean

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

Gone on you with the pick and roll

Young La Flame he in sicko mode

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 to 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 mix this 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

Big Hawk/Swae Lee/Travis Scott:

Some-some-some someone said

To win the retreat we all in too deep

P-p-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 yeah

Travis Scott/Swae Lee/Luke:

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 booch

'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo

Told her hop in you comin' too

In the 305 b**ches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke

Don't stop pop that p**sy

Had to slop the top off it's just a roof uh

She said where we goin'

And 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

Big Hawk/Swae Lee:

Someone said

P-playin' for keeps

Someone said motherf**ker someone said

Don't play us for weak

Drake/Travis Scott:

Yeah

Astro yeah yeah

Tay Keith f**k these n**gas up

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 thirteen hours 'til I land

Had me out like a light ayy yeah like a light ayy yeah

Like a light ayy

Drake/Travis Scott:

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

Cut the lights yeah what

Paid the price yeah

N**gas 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**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

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 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

Travis Scott:

Yeah passed 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

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 check just check the foots yeah

Pass this to my daughter I'ma show her what it took yeah

Baby mama cover Forbes got these other b**ches shook yeah

Yeah shook yeah

 

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