Lil Wayne、Travis Scott - Let It Fly
Fly fly fly
Let it fly let it fly
Let it fly like the birds in the sky
Hotter than the weather in July
I done did so much I can't decide
Word word to my guys
She just get so wet I slip and slide
Had to get it back to give 'em five
I I I yeah
It's Mr Michael Myers man Michael Myers
Work the money back I keep it coming in whoo whoo
By the way we work you think I had a twin twin
I'm tryna run the game it ain't no subbing in naw
You can't faze me sliding from a dangerous life it's lit
Always down to ball I'm tryna drain these nights
See the smoke clouds through these entertainment lights
The way it go down we taking fours
And keeping doors tight Yeah yeah
We at the top end of the discussion discussion
Been mixing alcohol in that 'tussin
The demon in they eyes and they clutchin' scared
I feed 'em adderall and they bussing yeah pew pew pew
I kept the towel not throwing in
I'm riding around in my ends
I got a driver for the pent
To drop me round where I been
I keep some p**sy just to lick
They help me out when I vent
She wanna hit that sh*t again nah brr brr brr brr
That's the phone call when my blood ring
It's Tha Carter V let the thugs sing thugs
Let it fly brr fly
Let it fly like the birds in the sky brr brr
Hotter than the weather in July brr brr
I done did so much I can't decide it's lit
Word word to my guys yah
She just get so wet I slip and slide splash
Had to give it back to give them five
I I I
It's alive it's alive I'm revived it's C5
Been arrived kiss the sky did the time
Please advise it is advise or be advised and we advise
You not f**k with me and mine
And keep in mind that we don't mind losing our minds
Free your mind read your mind read your mind
Body take a week to find
The cops gon' be like never mind
What's on your mind put the pistol to your mind
And blow your mind
Control your mind mindfreak no sober mind I'm so behind
But front line you crossed the line
And you better know your lines
And if you getting' out of line
I hang you with a clothing line
Wring you like an open line keep your stanky ho in line
Them hoes be lying it's a thin line
I know you know the line
Second line second line Tunechi got effective lines
Rough edges like a box of Checkers fries that's a line
Catch the line American flag less stars extra lines
Stretch the line skip the line
'Til you no more next in line yeah
Tunechi tune a lunatic my goonie goons the gooniest
Run inside your room and
Kill you and who you rooming with
The Uzi with the booty clip more than one
I'm too equipped
Talking 'bout some fake n***as based on true events
Trying not to get pinched smoking on a stupid stench
Looking in the mirror tryna figure where my pupils went
Flashy with a boujee b**ch Travy that's my hooligan it's lit
Take the T off Tunechi and
Look at it as the crucifix b**ch
C5 best rapper alive
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Let it fly