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
Hotter than the in July
I did so much I can't decide
Word, to my guys
She get so wet, I slip and slide
Had to get it to give them 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 you think I had a twin (twin)
I'm run the game, it ain't no subbing in (naw)
You faze me, sliding 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 fours and keeping doors tight (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been mixing alcohol in that
The demon in they and they clutchin' (scared)
I feed 'em adderall and bussing, yeah (pew, pew, pew)
I kept the towel, not in
I'm riding in my ends
I got a driver for the pent to drop me where 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)
the phone call, when my blood ring
It's Tha Carter V, let the thugs (thugs)

[Chorus: Travis
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly like the in the sky (brr brr)
Hotter the weather in July (brr brr)
I did so much I can't decide (it's lit)
Word, word to my (yah)
She just get so wet, I and slide (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, kiss the sky, did the
advise it is advise or be advised, and we advise
You not fuck with me and
And keep in that we don't mind losing our minds
your mind, read 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 mind and blow your mind
your mind, mindfreak, no sober mind, I'm so behind
But front line, you crossed the line and you better your lines
And if you gettin' out of line, I you with a clothing line
Wring you like an open line, keep your stanky ho in
hoes be lying, it's a thin line, I know you know the line
Second line, line, Tunechi got effective lines
Rough edges like a box of fries, that's a line
Catch the line, American flag, stars extra lines
the line, skip the line, 'til you no more the next in line, yeah
Tunechi tune a lunatic, my goonie the gooniest
Run inside your room and you and who you rooming with
The Uzi with the clip, more than one I'm too equipped
Talking 'bout some niggas, based on true events
Trying not to get pinched, on a stupid stench
Looking in the mirror tryna where my pupils went
with a boujee bitch, Travy 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