Sicko Mode - Piano Acoustic Songtext
von Tyler Ward

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
Goin' 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, hoppin' out coupes
This shit way too big, when we pull up, give me 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 A.M.


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
Yeah, this is 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 eses, I need the bootch'
Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her, "
Hop in, you comin′ too"
In the 305, snitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke
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
I did half a Xan, 13 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, ayy767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block
Made a right Cut the lights,
I paid the price Think it's sweet, it′s on sight
Nothin′ nice, baguettes in my ice 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 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