Sicko Mode

Afinação: E A D G B ETecla: BbCapotraste: Sem capotraste [Intro] Cm9 Bbmaj7 (x4) Ebmaj7 D (x3) Cm9 Bbmaj7 [Verse1: Drake] Ebmaj7 D Sun is down, freezin' cold Ebmaj7 D That's how we already know, winter's here Ebmaj7 D My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt Cm9 Bbmaj7 That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else Ebmaj7 D Ebmaj7 D I tried to show 'em, yeah Ebmaj7 D Cm9 I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah Bbmaj7 Yeah, yeah, yeah Ebmaj7 Goin' on you with the pick and roll D N.C. Young La Flame, he in sicko mode [Verse 2: Travis Scott] F#m C#5 F#m (Woo) Made this here with all the ice on in the booth C#5 F#m At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose C#5 F#m Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes C#5 F#m This shit way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot (Gimme the loot!) C#5 F#m Was off the Remy, had a Papoose C#5 F#m Had to hit my old town to duck the news C#5 F#m Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves C#5 F#m Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew C#5 F#m I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice C#5 F#m Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits C#5 F#m And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose C#5 (Some-some-some-someone said) [Refrain: Big Hawk & Swae Lee] F#m C#5 To win the retreat, we all in too deep F#m C#5 Play-play-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said) F#m C#5 To win the retreat, we all in too deep F#m Play-play-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak [Verse 3: Travis Scott] F#m C#5 F#m This shit way too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit C#5 F#m Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue C#5 F#m All of these hoes I made off records I produced C#5 F#m I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group C#5 F#m Hit my eses, I need the bootch C#5 F#m 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo C#5 F#m Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too" C#5 F#m In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke C#5 F#m Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh C#5 F#m She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon" C#5 F#m We ain't even make it to the room C#5 F#m She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool C#5 F#m N.C. Now I got her open, it's just the Goose N.C. F#m Who put this shit together? I'm the glue [Refrain: Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Big Hawk] C#5 Someone said F#m Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue C#5 Someone said (Play-playin' for keeps) F#m C#5 Someone said, mother****, someone said F#m Don't play us for weak [Interlude] D#m E|-6---------6-4---| B|---4-6-7-4-----7-| G|-----------------| (x4) D|-----------------| A|-----------------| E|-----------------| [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] D#m G#m/B She's in love with who I am D#m/A# G#5 Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah) D#m G#m/B Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands D#m/A# G#5 I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land D#m Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, yeah [Verse 4: Drake & Travis Scott] Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy Knocked for the night, ayy 767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man D#m/G# I still got scores to settle, man D#m 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, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?) D#m/G# Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man) D#m 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 N.C. When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch) D#m See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy) Wet like I'm Lizzie D#m I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?) Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) No one seen him (Yeah, yeah) D#m/G# I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah) [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] D#m 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) D#m/G# I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land D#m Had me out like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light [Verse 5: Travis Scott] D#m Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah He said, "Keep that on lock" D#m/G# I say, "You know this shit, it's stife," yeah D#m 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 Shorty in the back D#m/G# D#m 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) N.C. Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook Yeah