SICKO MODE - Travis Scott On-screen Lyrics 🦂 SICKO MODE
Travis Scott
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
I tried to show 'em
Gone on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame 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
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 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
Some some some someone said
To win the retreat we all in too deep
Pl pl playin' for keeps
Don't play us for weak
To win the retreat we all in too deep
Pl pl 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 esés 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
Had to slop the top off
It's just a roof uh
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
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
Someone said
Pl playin' for keeps
Someone said
Motherfucker someone said
Don't play us for weak
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
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 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 duffels 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
Yeah passed the dawgs a celly
Sendin' texts ain't sendin' kites yeah
He said keep that on lock
I say you know
This shit it's stife yeah
It's absolute yeah
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
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

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