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 did so much I can't decide
Word, word to my
She just get so wet, I and slide
Had to get it back to them five
I, I, I,

1: Travis Scott]
It's Mr. Myers, man (Michael Myers)
Work the back, I keep it coming in (whoo, whoo)
By the way we you think I had a twin (twin)
I'm tryna run the game, it no subbing in (naw)
You faze me, sliding from a dangerous life (it's lit!)
Always to ball, I'm tryna drain these nights
See the clouds through these entertainment lights
The way it go down we taking fours and keeping doors (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
mixing alcohol in that 'tussin
The demon in they eyes and clutchin' (scared)
I feed 'em and they bussing, yeah (pew, pew, pew)
I the towel, not throwing 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 that again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the call, when my blood ring
It's Tha Carter V, let the thugs (thugs)

[Chorus: Scott]
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly like the in the sky (brr brr)
than the weather in July (brr brr)
I done did so much I can't (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 Wayne & Travis
It's alive, it's alive, I'm revived, C5
arrived, kiss the sky, did the time
Please advise it is advise or be advised, and we
You not with me and mine
And keep in mind that we don't losing our minds
your mind, read your mind, read your mind
Body take a week to find, the gon' be like "never mind"
on your 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 line and you better know your
And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you with a clothing
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
Second line, second line, Tunechi got lines
Rough edges like a box of fries, that's a line
Catch the line, American flag, less stars extra
Stretch the line, 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 booty clip, more than one I'm too
Talking 'bout some fake niggas, based on events
Trying not to get pinched, smoking on a stench
Looking in the mirror tryna figure where my pupils
Flashy with a bitch, Travy that's my hooligan (it's lit)
Take the T off Tunechi and look at it as the crucifix,

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