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Travis Scott – SICKO MODE lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro: Drake]
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

[Part II]

[Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.]
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 lockdown, we made no moves
Now 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

[Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
Some—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

[Verse 2: Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Uncle Luke]
Yeah, 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
Hit my esés, 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 pussy!)
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 shit together? I’m the glue (someone said)
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue

[Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
Someone said
Pl—playin’ for keeps
Someone said, motherfucker—someone said
Don’t play us for weak

[Part III]

[Intro: Travis Scott, Drake, & Lil Juice]
Yeah
Astro, yeah, yeah
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Ay, ay

[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
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, thirteen hours ’til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah, like a light, ayy, yeah

[Verse 3: Drake, Travis Scott & Sheck Wes]
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 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)

[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
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, thirteen 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

[Verse 4: Travis Scott]
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

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Tech N9ne – Lowdown (feat. Darrein Safron & Ubiquitous) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

[Intro: Darrein Safron]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh

[Verse 1: Darrein Safron]
Yeah, we gon’ run far outside in time
Oh, never do lie, never do lie
I never do lie
I put this on my soul to see your face light up
Get them people out the way
Anytime they feel like me, break out them chains

[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
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Oh
Oh

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Mama would have killed me (Christ)
Stepdaddy would have killed me (Islam)
If they both knew I chose a side
That would put me off up in a ride
With bloodthirsty killers inside
For my nigga Scoob, riding with the whoopty whop
To try to shoot the block then when the Uzi flocks
And this nigga named Crazy one day robbed my homie with his babies
For a lot of gravy got saved we
Found nobody to put on the news
Flame scatter brain splatter look like Jamba Juice
And we all intelligent but this shit is irrelevant
When they rob a real one for the hell of it
Yeah we gonna shoot
Cause we coming from the ghetto
Where you can die over jealousy or dinero
Women not having had extended like a sombrero
KC we never hesitating to let the metal go
And they bring us down to they level (demons)
And they taking fifty rounds from a rebel
That’s the sound of the Devil’s (semen)
Spreading round making little ones
And mamma’s on the ground cause they killed her son, grieving
Yeah I chose a side but I flow now
It don’t matter Nina, it can still be a showdown
Anywhere you go now
So you better stand yo ground
Cause they don’t wanna see you climbing
They wanna keep you low down

[Pre-Hook: Darrein Safron]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh

[Hook: Darrein Saffron]
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah

[Verse 3: Ubiquitous]
They wanna see me falling like the rain drops
It’s not that I won’t, that I can’t stop
Keep my brain locked on the game
Put the pad away when the paint stop
Cause they don’t care if you slang rocks
All on the same block
Even if you’re in Adelaide or in Bangkok
Bussin, spreading your city name like Chiddy Bang
But really they were sleeping and unaware of what it became
What will it take
I’m building my way into real estate
While you Philly steaks children get really baked
I’m here to facilitate a setting to celebrate over Dilla J
Silver gorilla, mister vanilla face kill the brake
A beat drop and you feel the bass, exhilarating
Sleep on me, I’ll slip in your pillowcase
They want to mitigate the buzz that we generate
And give us as little pay as possible any given day
They want us low down, dirty and shitty shame
Cause if anybody profound go head and give me thanks

[Pre-Hook: Darrein Safron]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh

[Hook: Darrein Saffron]
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah