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 in July
I done did so I can't decide
Word, word to my
She get so wet, I slip and slide
Had to get it back to give 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 faze me, sliding from a dangerous life (it's lit!)
Always down to ball, I'm tryna these nights
See the smoke clouds through these lights
The way it go down we taking and keeping doors tight (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been mixing in that 'tussin
The demon in they eyes and 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 keep some pussy just to lick, they help me out I vent
She wanna hit that again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the phone call, when my blood
It's Tha V, let the thugs sing (thugs)

[Chorus: Travis
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly like the in the sky (brr brr)
Hotter than the weather in (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 to give them five
I, I, I

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Scott]
It's alive, it's alive, I'm revived, C5
arrived, kiss the sky, did the time
Please it is advise or be advised, and we advise
You not fuck me and mine
And keep in mind we don't mind losing our minds
Free your mind, read mind, read your mind
Body take a week to find, the gon' be like "never mind"
What's on your mind, put the pistol to your mind and blow your
your mind, mindfreak, no sober mind, I'm so behind
But front line, you the line and you better know your lines
And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you with a clothing
Wring you like an open line, keep your ho in line
Them hoes be lying, it's a thin line, I know you the line
line, second line, Tunechi 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 the next in line, yeah
Tunechi tune a lunatic, my goonie the gooniest
Run inside 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, based on events
Trying not to get pinched, smoking on a stench
Looking in the mirror tryna where my pupils went
Flashy with a bitch, Travy that's my hooligan (it's lit)
Take the T off Tunechi and look at it as the crucifix,

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