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 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 give them
I, I, I,

1: Travis Scott]
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 tryna run the game, it ain't no in (naw)
You can't faze me, from a dangerous life (it's lit!)
Always down to ball, I'm tryna these nights
See the smoke through these entertainment lights
The way it go down we taking fours and doors tight (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been mixing alcohol in 'tussin
The demon in they 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 driver for the pent to drop me where I been
I keep some pussy just to lick, help me out when I vent
She wanna hit shit 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 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 slip and (splash)
Had to give it back to give five
I, I, I

2: Lil Wayne & Travis Scott]
It's alive, alive, I'm revived, it's C5
Been arrived, the sky, did the time
Please advise it is advise or be advised, and we
You not with me and mine
And keep in mind that we don't mind 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 and blow your mind
your mind, mindfreak, no sober 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
Wring you like an open line, keep stanky ho in line
Them hoes be lying, a thin line, I know you know the line
Second line, line, Tunechi got effective lines
edges like a box of Checkers fries, that's a line
Catch the line, American flag, less stars extra
Stretch the line, the line, 'til you no more 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 with the booty clip, than one I'm too equipped
'bout some fake niggas, based on true events
Trying not to get pinched, on a stupid stench
Looking in the mirror tryna figure where my went
Flashy with a boujee bitch, Travy my hooligan (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