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 than the 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 them five
I, I, I,

[Verse 1: Travis
It's Mr. Myers, man (Michael Myers)
Work the money back, I keep it in (whoo, whoo)
By the way we work you think I had a (twin)
I'm run the game, it ain't no subbing in (naw)
You can't me, sliding from a dangerous life (it's lit!)
down to ball, I'm tryna drain these nights
See the smoke through these entertainment lights
The way it go down we taking fours and doors tight (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been mixing alcohol in 'tussin
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 round where I
I keep some just to lick, they help me out when I vent
She wanna hit shit again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the call, when my blood ring
It's Tha V, let the thugs sing (thugs)

[Chorus: 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 I can't decide (it's lit)
Word, to my guys (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]
alive, it's alive, I'm revived, it's C5
Been arrived, the sky, did the time
advise it is advise or be advised, and we advise
You not with me and mine
And keep in mind that we don't mind losing our
Free your mind, read your mind, read your
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 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 a clothing line
Wring you like an open line, keep your ho in line
hoes be lying, it's a thin line, I know you know the line
Second line, line, Tunechi got effective lines
edges like a box of Checkers fries, that's a line
Catch the line, flag, less stars extra lines
Stretch the line, skip the line, 'til you no more the next in line,
Tunechi tune a lunatic, my goonie the gooniest
Run inside room and kill you and who you rooming with
The Uzi with the clip, more than one I'm too equipped
Talking some fake niggas, based on true events
Trying not to get pinched, smoking on a stupid
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 look at it as the crucifix,

Lil Wayne & Travis Scott]
C5, best rapper
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Let it fly