ฟังเพลงSICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix) (Skrillex Remix|Explicit)

SICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix|Explicit) - Travis Scott (特拉维斯·斯科特)/Skrillex (史奇雷克斯)

Lyrics by：Jacques Webster/Mirsad Dervic/Aubrey Graham/Khalif Brown/John Edward Hawkins/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Rogét Chahayed/Cydel Young/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean/Luther Campbell/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Christopher W

Composed by：Jacques Webster/Mirsad Dervic/Aubrey Graham/Khalif Brown/John Edward Hawkins/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Rogét Chahayed/Cydel Young/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean/Luther Campbell/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Christopher W

Produced by：Hit-Boy/OZ/Tay Keith/Cubeatz/Rogét Chahayed

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

Goin' on you with the pick and roll

Young La Flame he in sicko mode

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 s**t way too big when we pull up give me the loot

Gimme the loot

Was off the Remy had a Papoose

Had to hit my old town to duck the news

Two four hour lockdown we made no moves

Now it's 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

Big Hawk/Swae Lee：

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

Travis Scott/Uncle Luke：

Yeah this this s**t 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 h*es I made off records I produced

I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group yeah

Hit my eses I need the bootch yeah

'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo its lit

Told her Hop in you comin' too

In the 305 B*****s treat me like I'm Uncle Luke

Don't stop pop that p***y

Had to slop the top off it's just a roof uh

Don't stop pop that p***y

She said Where we goin' I said The moon

Don't stop pop that p***y

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 s**t together I'm the glue

Drake Uncle Luke/Swae Lee：

D d d don't stop

Back in high school I used to bus it to the dance

Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands

Back in high school I used to bus it to the dance

Someone said

Back in high school I used to bus it to the dance

Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands

Back in high school I used to bus it to the dance

Someone said

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 13 hours 'til I land

Had me out like a light ayy yeah

Like a light ayy yeah

Drake/Travis Scott：

Like a light ayy

Slept through the flight ayy

Knocked for the night ayy 767 man

This s**t 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 paid the price yeah

N***as think it's sweet Nah never it's on sight yeah what

Nothin' nice yeah baguettes in my ice Aw 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 s**t wetty like I'm Sheck b***h

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

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 13 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

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 s**t 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 B*****s shook

Yeah