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

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[Eb] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[Eb] Astro, _ _ [D] _ _
[Cm] yeah
[Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Eb] Sun is down, [D] freezing cold
That's how [Eb] we already know
[D] When it'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
_ [Bb] Yeah, yeah, yeah, [Eb] yeah
Gone on you with the [D] pick and roll
Young The Flame here in [G] sicko mode
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_ _ _ Hate this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up they get me loose
Yeah, jump off boys, that's Nike boys hoppin' our coops
This shit way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot
Give me the loot!
Was off the Remy, had a bad pose
Had to hit my O down, the doctor knows
Took a while to lock down, we made no moves
Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up hoppin' with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Joe
Different color chains, see my jewelry selling fruits
And they joking man, all the crackers, bitch it was a no
So-and-so, so-and-so _
[A] Surrender, [B] retreat, we all in too deep
Play, play, play, but [Eb] keep, don't play [Db] us for weak
So-and-so, surrender, retreat, we all in too deep
Play, play, [D] play, but keep, [E] don't play us for weak
[D] 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 produce
I might take all my exes and put them all in a group
Hit my [Am] essays, I need the booch
About to turn this function [D] into Bonnaroo
_ Told her hop in, you comin' [Bb] too
In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Lou
Had to [Gb] slot the top off, it's just the roof
She said, where we goin', and I said, the moon
We ain't even [D] make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just a pool
Now I got her open, [A] it's just a goose
Who [G] put this shit [Gbm] together, I'm the glue
[Gb] Shorty face, Tommy out the blue
So-and-so, _ so-and-so
Motherfucker, so-and [D]-so
_ Don't play us for weak _
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[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
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[Ebm] Astro, _ _ yeah, yeah
_ Ay, ay, _ [B] she's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bust it [Eb] to the dance
[Ebm] Now I hit that [B] FBO with duffels in my hands
[Ebm] I did half a Xan, 13 hours till I land
Had me out like [Eb] a light, ay, like a light, ay
Like a light, slept through the flight, ay
Not for the night, [Bbm] 767
Man, this shit got double bedroom, [Bb] man
I still got scores to settle, man, [Ebm] I'm crept down the block
Made a right, yeah, cut the lights
Paid a price, yeah, niggas think it's sweet
It's on sight, yeah, nothing nice
[Bb] Vegas in my [Ebm] eyes, Jesus Christ
Checks over stripes, yeah, that's what I [Eb] like
That's what we like, [Ebm] lost my respect
You not a threat when I shoot my shot
That shit wetty like on Chex
See [Eb] the shots that I took, wet like on Brooke
Wet like on Lizzy
I be spinning Valley Circle blocks till I'm dizzy
Like, where is he?
No one seen him, I'm tryna clean him _
[Ebm] She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the dance
Now I hit that FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, 13 hours till I land
[Eb] Had me out like a light, ay, like a light, ay
Like a light, like a light, like a light, like a light
Yeah, past the doors of cellies, sending texts, ain't 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 boot
It's lit, LaFerrari, it's the Jamba Juice
Yeah, we back on the road, they jumping off, no parachute
Yeah, shorty in the back, she say she working on her glutes
Yeah, ain't bout a 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 fours, got these other bitches shook, yeah _ _ _ _
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