(+) Travis Scott, Skrillex - SICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix) (Audio)
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
Goin' 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 a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two four hour lockdown we made no moves
Now it's 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 Someone said
To win the retreat we all in too deep
Pl Pl Playin' for keeps
Don't play us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat we all in too deep
Pl Pl Playin' for keeps don't play us for weak
Yeah this 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 (yeah)
Hit my eses I need the bootch (yeah)
'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo (its lit)
Told her "Hop in you comin' too"
In the 305 bitches treat me
Like I'm Uncle Luke
(Don't stop pop that pussy)
Had to slop the top off it's just a roof uh
(Don't stop pop that pussy)
She said "Where we goin'?" I said
"The moon" (Don't stop pop that pussy)
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
D d d don't stop
Back in high school
I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO
With duffels in my hands
Back in high school
I used to bus it to the dance
Someone said
Back in high school
I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO
With duffels in my hands
Back in high school
I used to bus it to the dance
Someone said
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 duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan 13 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)
Cut the lights (Yeah) paid the price (Yeah)
Niggas think it's sweet (Nah never)
It's on sight (Yeah what?)
Nothin' nice (Yeah)
Baguettes in my ice (Aw 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 shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch)
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 (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 bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels
In my hands (Woo)
I did half a Xan 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light (Like a light)
Like a light (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 (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 (Check)
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 bitches shook
Yeah