Luyện nghe bài hát Let It Fly

[Chorus: Travis
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 the weather in July
I done did so much I can't
Word, to my guys
She just get so wet, I slip and
Had to get it to give 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 you think I had a twin (twin)
I'm tryna run the game, it no subbing in (naw)
You can't faze me, from a dangerous life (it's lit!)
Always down to ball, I'm tryna drain these
See the smoke clouds through entertainment lights
The way it go down we taking fours and doors 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 kept the towel, not in
I'm around in my ends
I got a for the pent to drop me round where I been
I keep pussy just to lick, they help me out when I vent
She wanna hit that again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the phone call, when my ring
It's Tha V, let the thugs sing (thugs)

[Chorus: Scott]
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly the birds in the sky (brr brr)
Hotter than the weather in (brr brr)
I done did so I can't decide (it's lit)
Word, word to my (yah)
She get so wet, I slip and slide (splash)
Had to give it back to them five
I, I, I

2: Lil Wayne & Travis Scott]
It's alive, it's alive, I'm revived, C5
Been arrived, kiss the sky, did the
Please it is advise or be advised, and we advise
You not fuck with me and
And keep in mind we don't mind losing our minds
Free your mind, read your mind, your mind
Body take a week to find, the cops gon' be "never mind"
on your mind, put the pistol to your mind and blow your mind
Control your mind, mindfreak, no sober mind, I'm so
But front line, you crossed the line and you better know your
And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you a clothing line
Wring you like an open line, keep stanky ho in line
Them hoes be lying, it's a 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
Catch the line, American flag, less extra lines
the line, skip the line, 'til you no more the next in line, yeah
Tunechi tune a lunatic, my 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
with a boujee bitch, Travy that's my hooligan (it's lit)
Take the T off Tunechi and look at it as the crucifix,

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