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 and slide
Had to get it back to them five
I, I, I,

[Verse 1: Scott]
Mr. Michael 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!)
Always down to ball, I'm drain these nights
See the smoke clouds through these lights
The way it go down we fours and keeping doors tight (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been alcohol in that 'tussin
The demon in they and they clutchin' (scared)
I feed 'em adderall and bussing, yeah (pew, pew, pew)
I the towel, not throwing in
I'm riding around in my
I got a driver for the pent to me round where I been
I keep some pussy just to lick, they help me out 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 sing (thugs)

[Chorus: Scott]
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, to my guys (yah)
She just get so wet, I slip and (splash)
Had to give it back to give five
I, I, I

[Verse 2: Lil & Travis Scott]
It's alive, alive, I'm revived, it's C5
arrived, kiss the sky, did the time
Please advise it is advise or be advised, and we
You not fuck me and mine
And keep in mind that we don't mind losing our
Free your mind, read mind, read your mind
take 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 mind, mindfreak, no sober mind, I'm so behind
But front line, you crossed the and you better know your lines
And if you out of line, I hang you with a clothing line
Wring you like an open line, keep your ho in line
Them be lying, it's a thin line, I know you know the line
line, second line, Tunechi got effective lines
Rough edges like a box of Checkers fries, that's a
Catch the line, American flag, stars extra lines
Stretch the line, the line, 'til you no more the next in line, yeah
Tunechi a lunatic, my goonie goons the gooniest
Run your room and kill you and who you rooming with
The Uzi with the booty clip, more one I'm too equipped
Talking 'bout fake niggas, based on true events
Trying not to get pinched, smoking on a stench
Looking in the mirror tryna figure my pupils went
Flashy a boujee bitch, Travy that's my hooligan (it's lit)
Take the T off and look at it as the crucifix, bitch

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