“Sicko Mode” Lyrics - Travis Scott

“Sicko Mode” Lyrics 

Travis Scott 

“Sicko Mode” is a song. This song was performed by Travis Scott, who is an American rapper. This song had been released on 21 August 2018 from Travis Scott’s third studio album “Astroworld”. This song was his second single. A music video of the song “Sicko Mode” was also released which was directed by Dave Meyers and Travis Scott and was released on 19 October 2018. American record producer Skrillex released an electronic remix on 28 November, 2018. The song “Sicko Mode” reached number one on the US Billboard Hot 100 as on 8 December 2018 and spent at least 30 weeks in the chart’s top ten region. The song, “Sicko Mode” was also nominated for “Best Rap Performance” and “Best Rap Song” at the 61st Annual Grammy Awards. 

 

Singer: Travis Scott 

Album: Astroworld 

Released: August 21, 2018 

Genre: Hip hop 

Length: 5:12 

Label: Epic, Cactus Jack and Grand Hustle 

 
 

“Sicko Mode” Lyrics 

 
 

Astro Yeah 

Sun is down, freezing cold 

That's how we already know  

Winter's here 

My dawg would probably doing it  

For a Louis belt 

That's just all he know  

He don't know nothing else 

I tried to show him, yeah 

I tried to show him, yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Goin' on you with the  

Pick and roll 

Young LaFlame yeah  

He's in sicko mode 

  

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,  

Hop in our coupes 

This shit way too big, 

When we pull up  

Give me the loot  

(give me the loot!) 

Was off the Remy,  

Had to Papoose 

Had to hit my old town  

To duck the news 

Two-four all on lockdown,  

We make no moves 

Now it's 4AM and I'm back up  

Poppin' with the crew 

I just landed in Chase B mixes pop  

Like Jamba juice 

Different colored chains,  

See my jeweler really selling fruits 

And they joking, man,  

Know the crackers wish it  

Was a nooseSomeone said 

To win the retreat,  

We all in too deep 

Playing for keeps,  

Don't play us for weak  

(Someone said) 

To win the retreat,  

We all in too deep 

Playing for keeps,  

Don't play us for weak 

  

This shit way too formal,  

Ya'll know I don't follow suit 

Stacy Dash, most these of girls  

Ain't got a clue 

All of these hoes  

I made off records I produced 

I might take all my exes  

And put 'em all in a group 

Hit my eses,  

I need the booch 

Bout to turn this function  

To Bonnaroo 

Told her "hop in,  

You coming too" 

In the 305, 

Bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke  

(don't stop, pop that pussy) 

Had to slop the top off,  

It's just a roof 

She said "where we going?" 

I said "the moon",  

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 shit together,  

I'm the glue 

(Someone said) 

Shorty FaceTime me out the blue 

(Someone said) player, 

Player for keeps,  

(someone said, motherfucker) 

(Someone said) 

don't play us for weak 

(Yeah) 

Astro 

Yeah, yeah 

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up 

Ay, ay  

She's in love with who I am 

Back in high school,  

I used to bust it to the dance  

(yeah) 

Now I hit that epi O  

With duffles in my hand 

I did half a Xan,  

Thirteen hours til I land 

Had me out like a light ehh 

Like a light ehh,  

Like a light ehh 

Slept through the flight eh 

Not for the night eh 

Seven-sixty seven, 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),  

Cut the lights (yeah) 

Pay the price (yeah) 

Niggas think it's sweet,  

It's on sight (yeah), 

Nothing nice (yeah) 

Baguettes in my ice,  

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,  

Wet like I'm Book 

Wet like I'm Lizzy,  

I be spending finally 

Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy 

 (yeah, what) 

Like where is he,  

No one seen him (yeah, what) 

I'm tryna clean 'em (yeah) 

She's in love with who I am 

Back in high school,  

I used to bust it to the dance 

Now I hit that epi-o  

with duffles in my hand (whoo!) 

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 

Yeah, pass the dozen celly 

He sending text 

Ain't sendin' kites, yeah 

He said "keep that on lock" 

I said "you know this shit is tight", 

 yeah 

It's absolute (yeah),  

I'm back rebute (it's lit!) 

LaFerrari to Jamba juice,  

Yeah (skrr, skrr) 

We back on the road,  

They jumping off,  

No parachute,  

Yeah 

Shorty in the back, 

She said she working on her glutes, 

 Yeah (oh my God) 

Ain't by the book (yeah), 

This how it look (yeah) 

Bout a check, just check the foot 

Passes to my daughter,  

I'ma show her what it took (yeah) 

Baby mama cover Forbes,  

Got these other bitches shook,