Travis Scott ft Drake Lyrics Sicko Mode

[Part I]
[Intro – Drake]
Astro, yeah
[Verse 1 – Drake]
Sun is down, freezing 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 nothing 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
[Part II]
[Verse 2 – Travis Scott]
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, hopping out coupes
This s--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 popping with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really selling fruits
And they choking, man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
[Bridge – Juicy J & Swae Lee]
Some-some-some, someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Playing for keeps, don’t play us for weak “Someone said”
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
P-p-playing for keeps, don’t play us for weak
[Verse 3 – Travis Scott]
This s--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 coming too”
In the 305, b-----s treat me like I’m Uncle Luke “don’t stop, pop that p---y”
Had to slop the top off, it’s just a roof
She said “where we going?” 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
[Bridge – Juicy J & “Swae Lee”]
“Someone said”
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Playing for keeps, don’t play us for weak “Someone said”
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Playing for keeps, don’t play us for weak
[Part III]
[Intro – Drake, Lil Juice & Travis Scott]
Yeah
Astro
Yeah, yeah
Tay Keith, f--k these n----s up
Ay, ay
[Hook/Chorus – Drake & Travis Scott]
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
[Verse 4 – Drake & Travis Scott]
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----s think it’s sweet “nah, nah”
It’s on sight “yeah, what?”
Nothing 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 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”
[Hook/Chorus – Drake & Travis Scott]
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
[Verse 5 – Travis Scott]
Yeah, pass the dawgs in celly
Sending texts, ain’t sending 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 rebute “it’s lit!”
LaFerrari to Jamba juice, yeah “skrrt, skrrt”
We back on the road, they jumping off, no parachute, yeah
Shorty in the back, she said she working 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-----s shook, yeah