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 like the in the sky
Hotter than the weather in
I done did so I can't decide
Word, word to my
She get so wet, I slip and slide
Had to get it to give them five
I, I, I,

[Verse 1: Travis
It's Mr. Myers, man (Michael Myers)
the money back, I keep 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 dangerous (it's lit!)
Always down to ball, I'm tryna drain nights
See the smoke through these entertainment lights
The way it go down we taking fours and keeping tight (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been mixing in that 'tussin
The in they eyes and they clutchin' (scared)
I 'em adderall 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 some pussy just to lick, they help me out when I vent
She hit that shit again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the phone call, my blood ring
It's Tha Carter V, let the thugs (thugs)

[Chorus: Scott]
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly like the in the sky (brr brr)
Hotter than the 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 slip and (splash)
Had to give it back to give five
I, I, I

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

Lil Wayne & Travis Scott]
C5, best rapper
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Let it fly