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 the weather in July
I done did so I can't decide
Word, to my guys
She just get so wet, I and slide
Had to get it back to them five
I, I, I,

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

[Chorus: Travis
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly the birds in the sky (brr brr)
Hotter the weather in July (brr brr)
I did so much 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 give them
I, I, I

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Scott]
It's alive, it's alive, I'm revived, C5
Been arrived, the sky, did the time
advise it is advise or be advised, and we advise
You not with me and mine
And keep in mind that we don't losing our minds
Free your mind, your mind, read your mind
Body 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 your lines
And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you a clothing line
Wring you like an line, keep your stanky ho in line
Them hoes be lying, it's a thin line, I know you know the
line, second line, Tunechi got effective lines
Rough edges like a box of Checkers fries, a line
Catch the line, American flag, stars extra lines
the line, skip the line, 'til you no more the next in line, yeah
Tunechi tune a lunatic, my goonie goons the
Run your room and kill you and who you rooming with
The Uzi with the 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
in the mirror tryna figure where my pupils went
Flashy with a boujee bitch, Travy that's my (it's lit)
Take the T off and look at it as the crucifix, bitch

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