SICKOMODE

SICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix|Explicit) - Travis Scott/Skrillex

Lyrics by：Jacques Webster/Mirsad Dervic/Aubrey Graham/Khalif Brown/John Edward Hawkins/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Rogét Chahayed/Cydel Young/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean/Luther Campbell/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Christopher W

Composed by：Jacques Webster/Mirsad Dervic/Aubrey Graham/Khalif Brown/John Edward Hawkins/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Rogét Chahayed/Cydel Young/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean/Luther Campbell/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Christopher W

Produced by：Hit-Boy/OZ/Tay Keith/Cubeatz/Rogét Chahayed

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

Goin' on you with the pick and roll

Young La Flame he in sicko mode

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 s**t 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

Big Hawk/Swae Lee：

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

Travis Scott/Uncle Luke：

Yeah this this s**t 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 h*es 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 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 uh

Don't stop pop that p***y

She said Where we goin' I said The moon

Don't stop pop that p***y

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

Drake Uncle Luke/Swae Lee：

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