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
than the weather in July
I done did so much I can't
Word, word to my
She just get so wet, I and slide
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 work you think I had a (twin)
I'm tryna run the game, it ain't no in (naw)
You can't faze me, sliding from a dangerous (it's lit!)
down to ball, I'm tryna drain 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 eyes and clutchin' (scared)
I 'em adderall and they bussing, yeah (pew, pew, pew)
I kept the towel, not in
I'm riding around in my
I got a driver for the pent to drop me round I been
I keep some just to lick, they help me out when I vent
She wanna hit shit again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the phone call, my blood ring
It's Tha Carter V, let the sing (thugs)

Travis Scott]
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly like the in the sky (brr brr)
Hotter than the weather in (brr brr)
I did so much I can't decide (it's lit)
Word, to my guys (yah)
She just get so wet, I slip and (splash)
Had to give it back to them five
I, I, I

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Travis
alive, it's alive, I'm revived, it's C5
Been arrived, the sky, did the time
Please advise it is or be advised, and we advise
You not fuck with me and
And keep in that we don't mind losing our minds
Free your mind, your mind, read your mind
Body take a to find, the cops gon' be like "never mind"
What's on your mind, put the pistol to your mind and blow your
Control your mind, mindfreak, no sober mind, I'm so
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 be lying, it's a thin line, I know you know the line
Second line, second line, got effective lines
Rough edges like a box of Checkers fries, 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 goonie goons the
Run inside your room and kill you and who you rooming
The Uzi with the booty clip, than one I'm too equipped
Talking 'bout some fake niggas, based on events
Trying not to get pinched, smoking on a stupid
Looking in the tryna figure where my pupils went
Flashy with a boujee bitch, that's my hooligan (it's lit)
Take the T off Tunechi and look at it as the crucifix,

[Outro: Lil Wayne & Travis
C5, rapper alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Let it fly