Sicko Mode

Travis Scott

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Intro
Cm7 Bb BbM7 Cm7 Bb Bb BbM7 EbM7 D EbM7 D 
                              

EbM7  D      D BbM7 
Astro  yeah   


Chorus
       Eb            D 
Sun is down freezin' cold 

              Eb           EbM7 
That's how we already know     winter's here 

              Eb                       EbM7 
My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt 

       D           C7 
That's just all he know he don't know nothin' else 

Eb                  D      Eb D 
I tried to show 'em  yeah    

                    EbM7 D      C7 Bb 
I tried to show 'em      yeah   yeah 

               EbM7 
Yeah yeah yeah  

                              D 
Gone on you with the pick and roll 

                          Dsus4 Dsus4 
Young LaFlame he in sicko mode   


Verse
              D7 
Woo made this here with all the ice on in the booth 

            D7 
At the gate outside when they pull up they get me loose 

              D7 
Yeah Jump Out boys that's Nike boys hoppin' out coupes 

                  D7 
This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot 

    D7 
Was off the Remy had a Papoose 

       D7 
Had to hit my old town to duck the news 

        D7 
Twofour hour lockdown we made no moves 

                D7 
Now it's fourAM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew 

                 D7 
I just landed in Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice 

                         D7 
Different colored chains think my jeweler really sellin' fruits 

                     D7 
And they chokin' man know the crackers wish it was a noose 

                          D7 
Somesomesome someone said  

                          D7 
To win the retreat we all in too deep 

                    D7 
Ppplayin' for keeps   don't play us for weak 


To win the retreat we all in too deep 

                    D7                D7 
Ppplayin' for keeps don't play us for   weak 

                  D                 D7 
This shit way too formal y'all know I don't follow suit 

       D7 
Stacey Dash most of these girls ain't got a clue 

             D7 
All of these hoes I made off records I produced 

                    D7 
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group 

D7 
Hit my esés I need the bootch 

         D7 
'bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo 

D7 
Told her Hop in you comin' too 

                              D7 
In the three hundred and five bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke 

       D7 
Had to slop the top off it's just a roof 

         D7 
She said Where we goin' I said The moon 

D7 
We ain't even make it to the room 

               D7 
She thought it was the ocean it's just the pool 

      D7 
Now I got her open it's just the Goose 


Chorus
    D7 
Who put this shit together I'm the glue 

D7 
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue 

             D7 
Someone said  

                        D7                D7 D7 
Someone said motherfuck what someone said    


Inst
D7            D7 
  Yeah Astro  

          D7 
Yeah yeah  


Verse
          Eb                BM7 
Tay Keith fuck these niggas up 


She's in love with who I am 

Eb 
Back in high school I used to bus it to the dance 

Eb                     BM7 
Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hands 

Eb 
I did half a Xan thirteen hours 'til I land 

       Eb 
Had me out like a light ayy yeah 


Like a light ayy yeah 

Eb 
Like a light ayy 


Slept through the flight ayy 

Eb 
Knocked for the night ayy seven hundred and sixtyseven man 

     Eb 
This shit got double bedroom man 


I still got scores to settle man 

  Eb 
I crept down the block made a right 

Eb 
Cut the lights paid the price 

Eb                                    Eb 
Niggas think it's sweet it's on sight  

                                 Ab7 
Nothin' nice baguettes in my ice  

             Eb 
Jesus Christ checks over stripes 

Eb 
That's what I like that's what we like 

Eb 
Lost my respect you not a threat 

Eb 
When I shoot my shot that shit wetty like I'm Sheck 

        Eb 
See the shots that I took wet like I'm Book 

Eb 
Wet like I'm Lizzie I be spinnin' Valley 

       Eb 
Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy 

                 Eb 
Like where is he  


No one seen him 

                    Eb 
I'm tryna clean 'em  


She's in love with who I am 

Eb 
Back in high school I used to bus it to the dance 

Eb 
Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hand 

Eb                        Bb7 
I did half a Xan thirteen hours 'til I land 


Chorus
       Eb 
Had me out like a light like a light 

                    Eb 
Like a light like a light 


Like a light like a light 


Like a light 

     Eb 
Yeah passed the dawgs a celly 


Sendin' texts ain't sendin' kites yeah 

   Eb 
He said Keep that on lock 


I said You know this shit it's stife yeah 

Eb                            Eb 
It's absolute I'm back reboot  


Laferrari to Jamba Juice yeah 

Eb 
We back on the road they jumpin' off no parachute yeah 

Eb 
Shawty in the back 


She said she workin' on her glutes yeah 

      Bb7 
Ain't by the book yeah 


This how it look yeah 

Ab 
'bout a check yeah 


Just check the foots yeah 

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

     Ab 
Baby mama cover Forbes got these other bitches shook yeah 


Outro
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Yeah     


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