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 slip and
Had to get it back to give five
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 no subbing in (naw)
You can't faze me, sliding from a dangerous (it's lit!)
Always to ball, I'm tryna drain these nights
See the smoke clouds through these entertainment
The way it go down we taking fours and keeping doors (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been alcohol in that '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 around in my ends
I got a driver for the pent to drop me where I been
I keep some pussy just to lick, they me out when I vent
She wanna hit shit again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the phone call, when my ring
Tha Carter V, let the thugs sing (thugs)

[Chorus: Scott]
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly like the in the sky (brr brr)
Hotter than the 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 and slide (splash)
Had to give it back to them five
I, I, I

[Verse 2: Lil & Travis Scott]
It's alive, it's alive, I'm revived, C5
Been arrived, the sky, did the time
advise 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, your mind
Body take a to find, the cops gon' be like "never mind"
What's on your mind, put the pistol to mind and blow your mind
Control mind, mindfreak, no sober mind, I'm so behind
But front line, you crossed the line and you better know lines
And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you with a line
Wring you an open line, keep your stanky ho in line
Them hoes be lying, a thin line, I know you know the line
Second line, second line, Tunechi got effective
edges like a box of Checkers fries, that's a line
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 inside your room and you and who you rooming with
The Uzi with the booty clip, more than one I'm too
Talking 'bout some fake niggas, based on true
Trying not to get pinched, smoking on a stench
in the mirror tryna figure where my pupils 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 Wayne & Travis
C5, best alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Let it fly