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 decide
Word, to my guys
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 keep it in (whoo, whoo)
By the way we work you I had a twin (twin)
I'm run the game, it ain't no subbing in (naw)
You can't faze me, sliding from a life (it's lit!)
Always down to ball, I'm tryna these nights
See the smoke clouds these entertainment lights
The way it go down we taking fours and doors tight (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been alcohol in that 'tussin
The in they eyes and they clutchin' (scared)
I feed 'em and they bussing, yeah (pew, pew, pew)
I kept the towel, not 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 me out when I vent
She wanna hit that again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
the phone call, when my blood ring
It's Tha V, let the thugs sing (thugs)

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

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Travis
It's alive, alive, I'm revived, it's C5
Been arrived, kiss the sky, did the
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 your mind, read mind
take a week to find, the cops 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 crossed the line and you know your lines
And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you with a clothing
you like an open line, keep your stanky 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, less stars extra
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 with
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 tryna figure where my pupils went
with a boujee bitch, Travy that's my hooligan (it's lit)
Take the T off Tunechi and at it as the crucifix, bitch

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