Sicko Mode Lyrics – Travis Scott featuring Drake

Sicko Mode song was written by Bobby Shmurda, OZ, Tay Keith, and Rogét Chahayed. The song is by Travis Scott featuring Drake. The song was released in 2018. Sicko Mode lyrics pdf is given below.

Sicko Mode song is from an album named Astroworld. The music video was uploaded on Travis Scott’s official youtube channel.

Song Sicko Mode
Singer Travis Scott
Featuring Drake
Album Astroworld
Release Date 21 Aug 2018

Sicko Mode Video Song – Travis Scott feat. Drake

 

Sicko Mode Lyrics

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

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 shit 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 shit 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, bitches treat me like I’m Uncle Luke
(don’t stop, pop that p_ssy)
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 shit 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, fuck these niggas 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 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 shit 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)
Niggas 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 (bitch!)
See the shots that I took, wet like I’m booked (ayy)
Wet like I’m Lindsay, 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 (Yeah, like a light)
Like a light (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 shit, it’s life”, yeah
It’s absolute (yeah),
I’m back rebute (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 bitches shook, Yeah

 

Sicko Mode Lyrics pdf

Sicko Mode Lyrics pdf

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