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 the birds in the sky
Hotter than the weather in
I done did so much I decide
Word, word to my
She get so wet, I slip and slide
Had to get it back to give 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 run the game, it ain't no subbing in (naw)
You can't me, sliding from a dangerous life (it's lit!)
Always down to ball, I'm tryna these nights
See the smoke clouds through 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 in they eyes and they clutchin' (scared)
I feed 'em and they 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 I been
I keep some pussy to lick, they help me out when I vent
She hit that shit again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the phone call, my blood ring
It's Tha Carter V, let the thugs (thugs)

[Chorus: Travis
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly the birds in the sky (brr brr)
Hotter than the weather in (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 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
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
your mind, read your mind, read your mind
Body take a week to find, the gon' be like "never mind"
What's on your mind, put the to your mind and blow your mind
Control mind, mindfreak, no sober mind, I'm so behind
But line, you crossed the line and you better know your lines
And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you with a clothing
Wring you like an open line, your stanky ho in line
hoes be lying, it's 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, less stars lines
the line, skip the line, 'til you no more the next in line, yeah
Tunechi tune a lunatic, my goons the gooniest
Run inside your room and kill you and who you rooming
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, smoking on a stupid
Looking in the mirror tryna figure my pupils went
Flashy with a boujee bitch, Travy my hooligan (it's lit)
Take the T off Tunechi and look at it as the crucifix,

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