Astronomical

[Part I: Intro | SICKO MODE, Parts I & II] [Intro: Drake & Travis Scott] Hope I make it outta here 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 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Goin' on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode [Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.] 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 **** **** 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 a.m. 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 ******* wish it was a noo- [Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee] Some-Some-Someone said To win the retreat, we all in too deep Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said) To win the retreat, we all in too deep Pl-Pl-Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Uncle Luke] Yeah, 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 **** 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 boo- 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too" In the 305, ******* treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (Don't stop, pop that-pop that!) Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh 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 Goo- Who put this sh** together? I'm the glue [Bridge: Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Big Hawk] Someone said Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue Someone said Pl-Playin' for keeps Someone said, motherf*****—someone said Don't play us for weak [Part II: STARGAZING, Part II] [Verse 3: Travis Scott & MC E] Okay, I been up for some days, I ain't got time to lay Just to drown out all these thoughts, I tried all kind of things If I take you to my past you will be traumatized Got a thousand kids outside that's tryna come alive '99, took AstroWorld, it had to relocate Told the dawgs I'd bring it back, it was a seal of faith Before no car notes, baby girl, she played the tourist guide Got the keys into my city, now she know the rides Got new money, got new problems, got new enemies When you make it to the top, that's the amenities Packin' out Toyota like I'm in the league And it ain't a mosh pit if ain't no injuries I got 'em stage divin' out the nosebleeds (Alright, alright) Yeah, this right here is astronomical I see you picked up all my ways, I feel responsible They tryna say that all my problems is improbable They keep itching at my spirit, I'm diabolical Ya feel me? [Part III: goosebumps] [Chorus: Travis Scott] I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When you're not around (Straight up) When you throw that to the side, yeah (It's lit) I get those goosebumps every time, yeah [Verse 4: Travis Scott] 7-1-3 Through the 2-8-1, yeah, I'm ridin', why they on me? Why they on me? I'm flyin', sippin' low-key I'm sippin' low-key in Onyx, rider, rider When I'm pullin' up right beside ya Pop star, lil' Mariah When I text a cute game, wildness Throw a stack on the Bible Never Snapchat or took ***** She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies, yeah We at the top floor, right there off Doheny, yeah Oh no, I can't **** with y'all Yeah, when I'm with my squad I cannot do no wrong Yeah, saucin' in the city, don't get misinformed Yeah, they gon' pull up on you (Brr, brr, brr) [Part IV: HIGHEST IN THE ROOM] [Verse 5: Travis Scott] I got room in my fumes (Yeah) She fill my mind up with ideas (It's lit) Hope I make it outta here (Let's go) She saw my eyes, she know I'm gone (Ah) I see some things that you might fear I'm doin' a show, I'll be back soon (Soon) That ain't what she wanna hear (Nah) Now I got *** in my room (Ah) Le** wrapped around my beard Got the fastest car, it zoom (Skrrt) Hope we make it outta here (Ah) When I'm with you, I feel alive You say you love me, don't you lie (Yeah) Won't cross my heart, don't wanna die She fill my mind up with ideas Hope I make it outta here (Let's go) [Part V: SICKO MODE, Part III] [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] 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 Xa*, 13 hours 'til 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 [Verse 6: Travis Scott] Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah He said, "Keep that on lock" I say, "You know this s***, it's stife," yeah 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 Shawty 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 (Check), just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah) Baby mama cover Forbes, got these, yeah [Part VI: THE SCOTTS] [Verse 7: Travis Scott & Kid Cudi] Let's go We see the hype outside (Yeah) Right from the house, uh Took it straight from outside (Yeah) Straight to the couch (Mmm) We put the mic outside (Yeah) Air this sh** out, uh (Mmm) You lettin' THE SCOTTS outside (Yeah) We runnin' the scouts (Mmm) Ain't no controllin' the gang (Yeah, yeah, yeah) They never leave (Mmm) I got tats over my veins (Yeah) 'Cause that what I bleed (Mmm) She drink a lot of the ******* (Yeah) Like she from the street (Mmm) We got control of the flows and, huh, uh, uh (Yeah, mmm) We heard that your wave went dry (Yeah) We floodin' the drought, uh (Mmm) Heard that your hood outside (Yeah) We added some routes (Mmm) We havin' the goods outside (Mmm) Move it in and out (Mmm) You lettin' THE SCOTTS outside (Mmm) We runnin' the scouts [Verse 8: Kid Cudi] Ni***, the cops outside (Yeah) Lock up the house (Yeah, yeah) We keep the team on high (Huh) Some gold in they mouth (Yeah, yeah) *****, the Porsche outside (Huh) Without the top (Yeah, yeah, ni***, yeah) She want a *****sa-sa (Yeah) Bring in the shots (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Outro: Travis Scott] Let's go It's lit