Luyện nghe bài hát Let It Fly

[Chorus: Scott]
Fly (fly, fly, fly, fly)
Let it fly (let it fly, let it fly, let it fly)
Let it fly the birds in the sky
Hotter than the in July
I done did so much I decide
Word, to my guys
She just get so wet, I slip and
Had to get it back to them five
I, I, I,

1: Travis Scott]
It's Mr. Myers, man (Michael Myers)
Work the money back, I it coming in (whoo, whoo)
By the way we work you think I had a (twin)
I'm run the game, it ain't no subbing in (naw)
You can't faze me, sliding from a life (it's lit!)
Always down to ball, I'm tryna drain these
See the clouds through these entertainment lights
The way it go down we taking fours and keeping doors (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been alcohol in that 'tussin
The demon in they eyes and they (scared)
I feed 'em and they bussing, yeah (pew, pew, pew)
I the towel, not throwing in
I'm riding around in my
I got a for the pent to drop me round where I been
I keep some pussy just to lick, they help me out when I
She hit that shit again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the phone call, when my blood
It's Tha Carter V, let the sing (thugs)

[Chorus: Scott]
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly the birds in the sky (brr brr)
than the weather in July (brr brr)
I done did so much I decide (it's lit)
Word, word to my (yah)
She just get so wet, I and slide (splash)
Had to give it to give them five
I, I, I

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Travis
It's alive, it's alive, I'm revived, C5
arrived, kiss the sky, did the time
Please advise it is or be advised, and we advise
You not fuck me and mine
And keep in mind that we don't losing our minds
Free your mind, your mind, read your mind
take a week to find, the cops gon' be like "never mind"
What's on mind, put the pistol to your mind and blow your mind
Control your mind, mindfreak, no mind, I'm so behind
But front line, you crossed the line and you better know your
And if you out of line, I hang you with a clothing line
you like an open line, keep your stanky ho in line
Them hoes be lying, a thin line, I know you know the line
Second line, second line, got effective lines
Rough like a box of Checkers fries, that's a line
the line, American flag, less stars extra lines
Stretch the line, skip the line, 'til you no more the in line, yeah
Tunechi tune a lunatic, my goonie goons the
Run inside room and kill you and who you rooming with
The Uzi with the booty clip, more than one I'm too
Talking 'bout some fake niggas, based on events
Trying not to get pinched, smoking on a stupid
Looking in the mirror tryna figure where my pupils
Flashy with a boujee bitch, Travy that's my (it's lit)
the T off Tunechi and look at it as the crucifix, bitch

[Outro: Lil & Travis Scott]
C5, best alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Let it fly