Astronomical

[Part I: SICKO MODE]

[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]

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]

[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]

[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