SICKO MODE

Astro

Yeah

Sun is down, freezing cold

That's how we already know winter's here

My dog'll probably do it for a Louis belt

That's just all he know, he don't know nothing 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!

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 hopping out coupes

This shit 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 4:00 AM and I'm back up popping with the crew

I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice

Different colored chains, think my jeweler really selling fruits

And they choking, man, know the crackers wish it was a noose

Some-, some-, some-, someone said

To win the retreat, we all in too deep

Pl-pl-playing for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)

To win the retreat, we all in too deep

Pl-pl-playing for keeps, don't play us for weak

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 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 FaceTimed me out the blue (Someone said)

Pl-playing for keeps

Someone said, motherf–, someone said

Don't play us for weak

Yeah!

Astro

Yeah, yeah

(Tay Keith, fuck these **** up!) Aye, aye

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 till I land

Had me out like a light, aye, yeah

Like a light, aye, yeah

Like a light, aye

Slept through the flight, aye

Knocked for the night, aye

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

**** 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, aye

Wet like I'm Book, aye

Wet like I'm Lizzie

I be spinning Valley, circle blocks till I'm dizzy

Like where is he?

No one seen him

I'm tryna clean 'em, yeah

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 till 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, passed the dogs a celly

Sending texts, ain't sending kites

Yeah, he said "Keep that on lock"

I say, "You know this shit, it's stife", yeah

It's absolute, yeah

I'm back, reboot, it's lit!

LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah

We back on the road

They jumping off, no parachute, yeah

Shorty in the back

She said she working on her glutes, yeah

Ain't by the book, yeah

This how it look, yeah

'Bout a check, yeah

Just check the foots, yeah

Pass this to my daughter

I'ma show her what it took

Baby mama cover Forbes

Got these other bitches shook, yeah