Chords for Travis Scott - Sicko Mode ft. Drake (Clean Lyrics)

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Travis Scott - Sicko Mode ft. Drake (Clean Lyrics) chords
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[Bb]
[Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Bb]
[Eb] [D]
[Eb] [D]
[Eb] Astro, [D]
[Gm] yeah.
[Bb]
[Eb] Sun is down, [D] freezing cold.
That's how [Eb] we already know.
[D] Winter's here, my dog will [Eb] probably do it for Louis [D] Bell.
That's just [Gm] all he know, he don't know nothing [Bb] else.
I tried [Eb] to show him, [D]
[Eb] yeah.
[D] I tried to [Eb] show him.
[D]
[Gm] Yeah, yeah, [Bb] yeah, yeah, [Eb] yeah.
Going on you with the [D] pick and roll.
Young and flame here in [G] sicko mode.
[Gbm]
[Ab] Take this here [D] 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 hopping our coops.
Way [Gb] too big, when we pull up, give [Eb] me the loot.
Give me the loot!
[D] Was off the Remy, had up at post.
Had to hit [Dm] my O-down, the doctor knows.
[D] Took a while to lock down, we made no moves.
Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up popping with the crew.
I just landed in, taste beat mixes pop like Jamba Juice.
Different color chains, [D] see my jewelry selling fruits.
And they talking man, know the crackers with you on the nose.
Someone said,
[A] surrender, retreat.
[B] We all live too [E] deep, pay half the keys.
[Eb] Don't play us for weak.
[A] Someone said, surrender, retreat.
[Db] We all live too deep, pay half the keys. Yeah.
[Am]
Way [D] too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit.
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a [Ab] clue.
All of [Bb] these hoes, I made off [D] records I produce.
I might take all my exes and put them all in a group.
Hit my S's, I need to booch.
About to turn this function into Bonnaroo.
Told her I been, you coming too.
In the 305, treat me like I'm Uncle Lou.
Had to slot the top off, it's just a roof.
She said, where we going?
I said, the moon.
We ain't even [A] make it to the room.
She thought it was the ocean, it's just a boat.
Now [Dm] I got her open, it's just [B] a ghost.
Who put this shit together?
I'm the glue.
Someone said, shorty [Db] face Tommy out the blue.
Someone said, pay half the keys.
Someone [F] said, mother, someone [D] said.
Don't care for me.
[F] [Ebm]
[Ab]
[Ebm] Ass though.
Yeah, yeah.
Ay, ay.
She's in [B] love with who I am.
[Ebm] Back in high school, I used to bust into the dance.
Now I hit that [B] FBO with duffels in my hands.
[Ebm] I did half a Xan, 13 hours till I land.
Had me [Eb] out like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Slept through the flight, ay.
Not for the night.
767, man, this shit got double bedroom, [Bb] man.
I still got scores to settle, man.
[Ebm] I crept down the block.
Made a right, yeah.
Cut the lights, yeah.
Paid a price, yeah.
Think it's sweet.
It's on sight, yeah.
Nothing nice, yeah.
Baggage in my eyes, yeah.
Jesus Christ, yeah.
Checks over stripes, yeah.
That's what I like, [Eb] yeah.
That's what we like, yeah.
[Ebm] Lost my respect, yeah.
You not a threat.
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like on Shex.
See the shots that I took.
Wet like on Brooke.
Wet like on Lizzy.
I be spinning Valley Circle blocks till I'm busy.
Like, where is he?
No one seen him.
[Bb] I'm trying to clean him.
She's in love with who I am.
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the dance.
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands.
I did half a Xan, 13 hours till I land.
Had me out [Eb] like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a [Ebm] light, ay.
Yeah, past the dogs in cellies, sending texts and sending kites.
Yeah, he say keep that on lock.
I say you know this shit is tight.
Yeah, it's absolute.
Yeah.
I'm back with Brooke.
It's Liz.
La Ferrari, the Jamba Juice.
Yeah, we back on the road.
They jumping off no parachute.
Yeah, Shorty in the back.
She says she working on her glutes.
Yeah.
Ain't bout to book.
Yeah.
It's how it look.
Yeah.
Bout to check.
Check.
Just check the foot.
Yeah.
Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other b****es shook, yeah
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[N]
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To jam and learn Travis Scott - Sicko Mode chords, your primary focus should be mastering these chords sequence: A, Eb, D, Eb, Bb, Eb, Cm, Bb and Cm. For best results, commence at 77 BPM and progress to the song's BPM of 155. With the song's key of Db Minor, set your capo to fit your vocal range and chord choice.

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_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[Eb] Astro, _ _ [D] _ _
[Gm] yeah.
_ _ [Bb] _ _
[Eb] Sun is down, [D] freezing cold.
That's how [Eb] we already know.
[D] Winter's here, my dog will [Eb] probably do it for Louis [D] Bell.
That's just [Gm] all he know, he don't know nothing [Bb] else.
I tried [Eb] to show him, _ _ [D] _ _
[Eb] yeah.
_ _ [D] I tried to [Eb] show him.
_ _ [D] _ _
[Gm] Yeah, yeah, _ [Bb] yeah, yeah, [Eb] yeah.
Going on you with the [D] pick and roll.
Young and flame here in [G] sicko mode.
_ _ [Gbm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] Take this here [D] 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 hopping our coops.
Way [Gb] too big, when we pull up, give [Eb] me the loot.
Give me the loot!
[D] Was off the Remy, had up at post.
Had to hit [Dm] my O-down, the doctor knows.
[D] Took a while to lock down, we made no moves.
Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up popping with the crew.
I just landed in, taste beat mixes pop like Jamba Juice.
Different color chains, [D] see my jewelry selling fruits.
And they talking man, know the crackers with you on the nose.
Someone said, _
[A] surrender, retreat.
[B] We all live too [E] deep, pay half the keys.
[Eb] Don't play us for weak.
[A] Someone said, surrender, retreat.
[Db] We all live too deep, pay half the keys. Yeah.
_ [Am] _ _
Way [D] too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit.
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a [Ab] clue.
All of [Bb] these hoes, I made off [D] records I produce.
I might take all my exes and put them all in a group.
_ Hit my S's, I need to booch.
About to turn this function into Bonnaroo.
_ Told her I been, you coming too.
In the 305, treat me like I'm Uncle Lou.
Had to slot the top off, it's just a roof.
She said, where we going?
I said, the moon.
We ain't even [A] make it to the room.
She thought it was the ocean, it's just a boat.
Now [Dm] I got her open, it's just [B] a ghost.
Who put this shit together?
I'm the glue.
Someone said, shorty [Db] face Tommy out the blue.
Someone said, pay half the keys.
Someone [F] said, mother, someone [D] said.
_ Don't care for me. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Ebm] Ass though.
_ _ Yeah, yeah.
_ _ Ay, ay. _
She's in [B] love with who I am.
[Ebm] Back in high school, I used to bust into the dance.
Now I hit that [B] FBO with duffels in my hands.
[Ebm] I did half a Xan, 13 hours till I land.
Had me [Eb] out like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Slept through the flight, ay.
Not for the night.
767, man, this shit got double bedroom, [Bb] man.
I still got scores to settle, man.
[Ebm] I crept down the block.
Made a right, yeah.
Cut the lights, yeah.
Paid a price, yeah.
Think it's sweet.
It's on sight, yeah.
Nothing nice, yeah.
Baggage in my eyes, yeah.
Jesus Christ, yeah.
Checks over stripes, yeah.
That's what I like, [Eb] yeah.
That's what we like, yeah.
[Ebm] Lost my respect, yeah.
You not a threat.
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like on Shex.
See the shots that I took.
Wet like on Brooke.
Wet like on Lizzy.
I be spinning Valley Circle blocks till I'm busy.
Like, where is he?
No one seen him.
[Bb] I'm trying to clean him. _
She's in love with who I am.
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the dance.
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands.
I did half a Xan, 13 hours till I land.
Had me out [Eb] like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a light, ay.
Like a [Ebm] light, ay.
Yeah, past the dogs in cellies, sending texts and sending kites.
Yeah, he say keep that on lock.
I say you know this shit is tight.
Yeah, it's absolute.
Yeah.
I'm back with Brooke.
It's Liz.
La Ferrari, the Jamba Juice.
Yeah, we back on the road.
They jumping off no parachute.
Yeah, Shorty in the back.
She says she working on her glutes.
Yeah.
Ain't bout to book.
Yeah.
It's how it look.
Yeah.
Bout to check.
Check.
Just check the foot.
Yeah.
Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other b****es shook, yeah _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _

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