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Sicko Mode | Drake Only

Drakes part of sicko mode and Travis' part at the end. 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 Goin' on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode Yah! Astro, yeah, yeah Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up Ayy, ayy 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 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, never) 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) 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 [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