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 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,

[Verse 1: Travis
Mr. Michael 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 dangerous (it's lit!)
Always down to ball, I'm tryna drain these
See the smoke clouds through entertainment lights
The way it go down we taking fours and doors tight (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been mixing in that 'tussin
The in they eyes and they clutchin' (scared)
I feed 'em adderall and they bussing, (pew, pew, pew)
I the towel, not throwing in
I'm riding in my ends
I got a for the pent to drop me round where I been
I keep some pussy just to lick, they help me out I vent
She wanna hit that again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the phone call, when my ring
It's Tha Carter V, let the sing (thugs)

Travis Scott]
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly the birds in the sky (brr brr)
than the weather in July (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]
alive, it's 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 with me and
And keep in mind that we mind losing our minds
Free mind, read your mind, read your mind
Body take a to find, the cops gon' be like "never mind"
on your mind, put the pistol to your mind and blow your mind
Control your mind, mindfreak, no mind, I'm so behind
But front line, you the line and you better know your lines
And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you a clothing line
Wring you like an open line, your stanky ho in line
Them hoes be lying, it's a thin line, I you know the line
Second line, second line, Tunechi got effective
Rough like a box of Checkers fries, that's a line
Catch the line, American flag, less stars lines
Stretch the line, skip the line, 'til you no more the in line, yeah
Tunechi tune a lunatic, my goons the gooniest
Run inside your room and kill you and who you with
The Uzi with the booty clip, more than one I'm too
Talking some fake niggas, based on true events
Trying not to get pinched, on a stupid stench
Looking in the mirror tryna figure where my pupils
Flashy a boujee bitch, Travy that's my hooligan (it's lit)
the T off Tunechi and look at it as the crucifix, bitch

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