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Sicko Mode (Complete version originally performed by Travis Scott feat. Juicy J, Swae Lee and Drake) - Various Artists
Lyrics by:Tyrone Taylor/Tim Gomringer/Christopher George Latore Wallace/Khalif Malikibnsham Brown/Kirk Jones/Aubrey Drake Graham/Richard Finch/Kamaal Fareed/Malik Taylor/Michael Dean/Luke Khalif Brown/James Jackson/Harry Wayne Casey/Jacgues Webster/Ch
Composed by:Mirsad Dervic/Ozan Yildirim/John Hawkins/Osten Harvey/Trevor Smith/Chylow Parker/Brytavious Chambers/Cydel Young/Luther Campbell/Chauncey Hollis/Jr./Kevin Gomringer/Keith Elam/Fred Scruggs/Rogét Chahayed/Ali Shaheed Muhammad/Brian Higgins
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 s**t way too big
When we pull up give me the loot
Gimme 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 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
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
This s**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*es 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 b***hes 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 s**t together I'm the glue someone said
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
Someone said Playin' for keeps
Someone said motherf**k what someone said
Don't play us for weak
Yeah
Astro
Yeah yeah
Ay ay
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 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 s**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***as 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 s**t wetty like I'm Sheck b***h
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
Like where is he
No one seen him
I'm tryna clean 'em yeah
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 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 passed the dawgs a celly
Sendin' texts ain't sendin' kites yeah
He said Keep that on lock
I said you know this s**t it's life yeah
It's absolute 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
Shawty 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
Pass this to my daughter I'ma show her what it took yeah
Baby mama cover Forbes got these other b***hes shook yeah