Chords for Travis Scott - SICKO MODE (Lyrics) ft. Drake

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104.5 bpm
Chords used:

D

Eb

Bb

Ebm

A

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Travis Scott - SICKO MODE (Lyrics) ft. Drake chords
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[Bb]
[Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Bb]
[Eb] [D]
[Eb] [D]
[Eb] Astro, [D]
[Cm] yeah
[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 [Eb] to show him
[D]
[Gm] Yeah, [Bb] yeah, yeah, yeah, [Eb] yeah
Gone on you with the [D] pick and roll
Young and flame here in [G] sicko mode
[D]
Take 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 coops
This shit way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot
Was off the Remy, had up at post
Had to hit my O down, the doctor knows
We're all out of lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4am and I'm back up hoppin' with the crew
I just landed in Chase, we mix and sprout like Jamba Joe's
Different color chains, see my jeweler really sellin' fruits
And they jokin' man, all the crackers but you wasn't on So sad
[A] Surrender, [Gbm] retreat, we all in too [D] deep
Play, play, play for keeps, [Eb] don't play us for weeps [Gbm] So sad
Surrender, retreat, we [B] all in [Gbm] too deep
Play, play, play for keeps, [E] don't play us for weeps
[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 S-Heads, I need to booch
Bout to turn this fuck shit into Bonnaroo
Told her I been, [A] you comin' too
In [Abm] the 305, bitches treat me like I'm [D] Uncle Lou
Had to slot the top off, it's just a roof
She said, where we goin', I said, the moon
[A] We ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just a bowl
Now I got her open, it's just a ghost
Who put this shit together, [Gbm] I'm the glue
[Gb] Shorty face [A] Tommy out the blue
No [N] plans for keeps
[Gbm] No plans for weeps
[A]
[D] [Am]
[D] [F] [Ebm]
[Abm] [Ebm]
Astro
Take it, fuck this nigga
She's [B] in love with who I am
[Ebm] Back in high school, I used to bus [Eb] it to the dance
[Ebm] Now I hit that [B] FBO with duffels in my hands
[Ebm] I did half a Xan, [Eb] 13 hours till I land
Had me out like a light, like a light
Like a light, slept through the flight
Not for the night, 767
Man, this shit got double bedroom, [Bb] man
I still got scores to settle, [Eb] man, I crept down the [Ebm] block
Made a right, yeah, cut the lights
Paid a price, yeah, niggas think it's sweet
It's on sight, yeah, nothing nice
Vegas in my eyes, Jesus Christ
Checks over stripes, yeah, that's what I like
That's what we like, lost my respect
You not a threat, when I shoot my shot
That shit wetty like on Shex
See the shots that I took
[Eb] 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 bus it to the dance
Now I hit that FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, 13 hours till I land
Had me out like a light, like a light
Like a light, like a light, like a light
Yeah, passed the dolls to Selly, sending texts, ain't sending kites
Yeah, he said, keep that on lock, I say, you know this shit is tight
Yeah, this is absolute, yeah, I'm back with boot
It's lit, fly Ferrari, 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 buy the book, yeah, it's how it look
Yeah, bout to check, yeah, just check the foot
Yeah, passed this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah
[C]
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To learn Travis Scott - Sicko Mode chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: Eb, D, Eb, Bb, Cm, Gm, Abm, Ebm, Ab and Ebm. Start with a comfortable 68 BPM and as you become proficient, aim for the song's BPM of 138. Adjust the capo based on your vocal range and chord preference, keeping the song's key of Eb Major in mind.

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_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[Eb] Astro, _ _ [D] _ _
[Cm] yeah
_ _ [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 [Eb] to show him
_ [D] _ _ _
[Gm] _ Yeah, [Bb] yeah, yeah, yeah, [Eb] yeah
Gone on you with the [D] pick and roll
Young and flame here in [G] sicko mode
_ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ Take 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 coops
This shit way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot
_ Was off the Remy, had up at post
Had to hit my O down, the doctor knows
We're all out of lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4am and I'm back up hoppin' with the crew
I just landed in Chase, we mix and sprout like Jamba Joe's
Different color chains, see my jeweler really sellin' fruits
And they jokin' man, all the crackers but you wasn't on So sad _
[A] _ Surrender, [Gbm] retreat, we all in too [D] deep
Play, play, play for keeps, [Eb] don't play us for weeps [Gbm] So sad
Surrender, retreat, we [B] all in [Gbm] too deep
Play, play, play for keeps, [E] don't play us for weeps
[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 S-Heads, I need to booch
Bout to turn this fuck shit into Bonnaroo
Told her I been, [A] you comin' too
In [Abm] the 305, bitches treat me like I'm [D] Uncle Lou
Had to slot the top off, it's just a roof
She said, where we goin', I said, the moon
_ [A] We ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just a bowl
Now I got her open, it's just a ghost
Who put this shit together, [Gbm] I'm the glue
[Gb] Shorty face [A] Tommy out the blue
No [N] plans for keeps _ _ _ _ _
[Gbm] _ _ No plans for weeps _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [F] _ _ [Ebm] _ _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ [Ebm]
Astro _ _ _ _
Take _ it, fuck this nigga _
She's [B] in love with who I am
[Ebm] Back in high school, I used to bus [Eb] it to the dance
[Ebm] Now I hit that [B] FBO with duffels in my hands
[Ebm] I did half a Xan, [Eb] 13 hours till I land
Had me out like a light, like a light
Like a light, slept through the flight
Not for the night, 767
Man, this shit got double bedroom, [Bb] man
I still got scores to settle, [Eb] man, I crept down the [Ebm] block
Made a right, yeah, cut the lights
Paid a price, yeah, niggas think it's sweet
It's on sight, yeah, nothing nice
Vegas in my eyes, Jesus Christ
Checks over stripes, yeah, that's what I like
That's what we like, lost my respect
You not a threat, when I shoot my shot
That shit wetty like on Shex
See the shots that I took
[Eb] 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 bus it to the dance
Now I hit that FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, 13 hours till I land
Had me out like a light, like a light
Like a light, like a light, like a light _ _
Yeah, passed the dolls to Selly, sending texts, ain't sending kites
Yeah, he said, keep that on lock, I say, you know this shit is tight
Yeah, this is absolute, yeah, I'm back with boot
It's lit, fly Ferrari, 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 buy the book, yeah, it's how it look
Yeah, bout to check, yeah, just check the foot
Yeah, passed this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _

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