Astro yeah
Sun is down freezin' cold
That's how
we already know winter's here
My dawg would prolly
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 LaFlame he in sicko mode
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 on lockdown
we made 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
think my jeweler
really sellin' fruits
And they chokin' man
know the crackers
wish it was a noose
Some-some-some someone said
To win the retreat
we all in too deep
Playin' for keeps
don't play us for weak
Someone said
To win the retreat
we all in too deep
P-p-playin' for keeps
don't play us for weak
This shit way too formal
y'all 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 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
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
Someone said
Playin' for keeps
Someone said
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 the FBO
with duffles 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
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 Lindsey
I be spending Folie's
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
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 duffles in my hand 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 yeah like a light
Like a light
Yeah pass the dawgs in celly
Sendin' texts
ain't sendin' kites yeah
He said keep that on lock
I said you know this shit
it’s life yeah
It's absolute 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
Shorty 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
just check the foots yeah
Passes to my daughter
I'ma show her what it took yeah
Baby mama cover Forbes
got these other bitches shook yeah


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SICKO MODE
Travis Scott