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  • Travis Scott – SICKO MODE lyrics

    [Part I]

    [Intro: 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
    Gone on you with the pick and roll
    Young La Flame, he in sicko mode

    [Part II]

    [Verse 1: 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 shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot (gimme the loot!)
    Was off the Remy, had to Papoose
    Had to hit my old town to duck the news
    Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
    Now 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

    [Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
    Some—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

    [Verse 2: Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Uncle Luke]
    Yeah, 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 produced
    I might take all my exes and put ’em all in a group
    Hit my esés, I need the booch
    ‘Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
    Told her “hop in, you comin’ 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, uh
    She said “where we goin’?” 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 FaceTimed me out the blue

    [Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
    Someone said
    Pl—playin’ for keeps
    Someone said, motherfucker—someone said
    Don’t play us for weak

    [Part III]

    [Intro: Travis Scott, Drake, & Lil Juice]
    Yeah
    Astro, yeah, yeah
    Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
    Ay, ay

    [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
    She’s in love with who I am
    Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah)
    Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
    I did half a Xan, thirteen hours ’til I land
    Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah, like a light, ayy, yeah

    [Verse 3: Drake, Travis Scott & Sheck Wes]
    Like a light, ayy
    Slept through the flight, ayy
    Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, 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, right)
    Cut the lights, (yeah, what) paid the price (yeah)
    Niggas think it’s sweet, (nah, nah) it’s on sight (yeah, what?)
    Nothin’ nice, (yeah) baguettes in my ice (aww, man)
    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, (ayy) wet like I’m Book (ayy)
    Wet like I’m Lizzie, I be spinnin’ Valley
    Circle blocks ’til I’m dizzy (yeah, what?)
    Like where is he? (yeah, what?)
    No one seen him (yeah, yeah)
    I’m tryna clean ’em (yeah)

    [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
    She’s in love with who I am
    Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
    Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (woo!)
    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

    [Verse 4: Travis Scott]
    Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly, sendin’ texts, ain’t sendin’ kites, yeah
    He said “keep that on lock”, I say “you know this shit, it’s stife”, yeah
    It’s absolute, yeah (yeah) I’m back, reboot (it’s lit!)
    LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)
    We back on the road, they jumpin’ off, no parachute, yeah
    Shawty in the back, she said she workin’ on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
    Ain’t by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
    ‘Bout a check, yeah, (check) just check the foots, yeah
    Pass this to my daughter, I’ma show her what it took (yeah)
    Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook
    Yeah


  • Tech N9ne – Lowdown (feat. Darrein Safron & Ubiquitous) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

    [Intro: Darrein Safron]
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh
    Oh

    [Verse 1: Darrein Safron]
    Yeah, we gon’ run far outside in time
    Oh, never do lie, never do lie
    I never do lie
    I put this on my soul to see your face light up
    Get them people out the way
    Anytime they feel like me, break out them chains

    [Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh
    Oh

    [Hook: Darrein Safron]
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah

    [Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
    Mama would have killed me (Christ)
    Stepdaddy would have killed me (Islam)
    If they both knew I chose a side
    That would put me off up in a ride
    With bloodthirsty killers inside
    For my nigga Scoob, riding with the whoopty whop
    To try to shoot the block then when the Uzi flocks
    And this nigga named Crazy one day robbed my homie with his babies
    For a lot of gravy got saved we
    Found nobody to put on the news
    Flame scatter brain splatter look like Jamba Juice
    And we all intelligent but this shit is irrelevant
    When they rob a real one for the hell of it
    Yeah we gonna shoot
    Cause we coming from the ghetto
    Where you can die over jealousy or dinero
    Women not having had extended like a sombrero
    KC we never hesitating to let the metal go
    And they bring us down to they level (demons)
    And they taking fifty rounds from a rebel
    That’s the sound of the Devil’s (semen)
    Spreading round making little ones
    And mamma’s on the ground cause they killed her son, grieving
    Yeah I chose a side but I flow now
    It don’t matter Nina, it can still be a showdown
    Anywhere you go now
    So you better stand yo ground
    Cause they don’t wanna see you climbing
    They wanna keep you low down

    [Pre-Hook: Darrein Safron]
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh
    Oh

    [Hook: Darrein Saffron]
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah

    [Verse 3: Ubiquitous]
    They wanna see me falling like the rain drops
    It’s not that I won’t, that I can’t stop
    Keep my brain locked on the game
    Put the pad away when the paint stop
    Cause they don’t care if you slang rocks
    All on the same block
    Even if you’re in Adelaide or in Bangkok
    Bussin, spreading your city name like Chiddy Bang
    But really they were sleeping and unaware of what it became
    What will it take
    I’m building my way into real estate
    While you Philly steaks children get really baked
    I’m here to facilitate a setting to celebrate over Dilla J
    Silver gorilla, mister vanilla face kill the brake
    A beat drop and you feel the bass, exhilarating
    Sleep on me, I’ll slip in your pillowcase
    They want to mitigate the buzz that we generate
    And give us as little pay as possible any given day
    They want us low down, dirty and shitty shame
    Cause if anybody profound go head and give me thanks

    [Pre-Hook: Darrein Safron]
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh
    Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
    Oh
    Oh

    [Hook: Darrein Saffron]
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah they wanna keep us low down
    Yeah