Chords for Travis Scott - SICKO MODE ft. Drake

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_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ .
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_ [Cm] _ _ Astro Yeah.
[Bb] Sun _ _ .
_ [Eb] is down, [D] freezing cold.
That's how [Eb] we already know [D] Winter's here.
My dog will [Eb] probably do it for a [D] Louisville _ .
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.
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[Gm] Yeah _ _ Yeah.
[Bb] Yeah, yeah, [Eb] yeah.
Gone on you with the pick and [D] roll.
Young and flame here in sicko [Bb] mode.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ Hate this here with all the ice on in the booth.
At the gate outside.
When they pull up they get me loose.
[Ab] Yeah, jump off [Bb] boys.
That's Nike boys [D] hoppin' on coops.
This shit way too big when we pull up.
Give me [Gbm] the loot.
_ [D] What's off the Remy, had up at post.
[Bb] Had [D] to hit my O down.
The doctor knows.
_ Oh, I'm a lock down, we made no moves.
Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew.
I just [Ab] landed in Chase beat [D] mixers.
Pop like Jamba Joe's, different color chains.
See my jeweler really selling fruits.
And they joking man, all the crackers.
With you once a new So sad.
_ _ _ [A] Surrender, [B] retreat, we all in too [D] deep.
Play, play, play for [Abm] keeps.
Don't play us for weak.
[Gb] _ Surrender, retreat, we all in too [Am] deep.
Play, play, play for keeps.
Don't play us for weak.
_ [N] This shit [Ab] way too formal.
Y'all know I [D] don't follow suit.
_ Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue.
[Bb] All of these hoes, I made off records [D] I produce.
I might take all my exes and put them all in a [Gbm] group _ .
[Dbm] [D] Hit my S-Heads, I need the booch.
About to turn this fuck shit into [A] Bonnaroo _ .
Told her [Dm] I been, you comin' [B] too.
In the 305, bitches [D] treat me like I'm Uncle Lou.
_ _ Had to slot the top off, [A] it's just the roof.
[Dbm] She said where [D] we goin', I said the moon.
_ [Ab] _ [Dm] We ain't even make it to the moon _ .
_ She [D] thought it was the ocean, it's just a bowl.
Now I got her open, it's just a [Gbm] ghost.
_ Who put this shit together, I'm the glue _ .
_ [A] Shorty face, call me out the blue.
[Abm].
Play, play, play for [Gbm] keeps _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] Don't play us for weak.
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_ _ [D] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ .
_ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ [Abm] Surrender, retreat, we all in too deep.
[Ebm] _ _ _ Play, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
play, play for keeps.
_ Don't play us for weak.
Don't play us for weak.
Don't [Abm] play us for weak.
[Ebm] Back in high school, I used to bust it to the dance.
Now I hit that FBO [B] with duffels in my hands.
[Ebm] I did half a Xan, 13 hours [Ab] till I land.
[Ebm] Had me out like a [Bbm] light, [Eb] like a light.
Like a light, slept through the flight.
Not for the night, _ [Bb] 767.
Man, this shit got double bedroom.
Man, I still got scores to settle.
Man, I'm [Ebm] crapped down the block.
Made a right, _ cut the lights.
Paid a price, niggas think it's sweet.
_ It's on sight, yeah.
Nothing nice, yeah.
Vegas in my eyes, yeah.
Jesus Christ, yeah.
Checks over stripes, yeah.
That's what I like, yeah.
That's what we like, yeah.
Lost my respect, yeah.
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.
[Bb] I'm trying to [Ebm] clean him.
_ She's in love with who I am.
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the dance.
Now I hit the 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 [B] light, [Eb] like a light.
Like a light, like [Ebm] a light.
Yeah, Pastor Dawson Selly sending texts and sending kites.
Yeah, he said keep that on lock.
I said you know this shit is tight, yeah.
It's absolute, yeah.
I'm back with Brooke.
It's lit.
Lock her right, get 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 bout to book, yeah.
This how it look, yeah.
Bout to check, check.
Just check the foot, yeah.
Pastor said my daughter, I'ma show her what it took.
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah _ _ .
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