Lil Wayne, Travis Scott - Let It Fly lyrics

(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)
Word to Moneybagg, I keep it comin' in
(Woo, woo)
By the way we work, you think I had a twin
(Twin) i'm tryna run the game
It ain't no subbin' in (Naw)
You can't phase me
Slidin' from a dangerous life (It's lit)
Always down to ball
I'm tryna drain these nights
See the smoke clouds through
The entertainment lights
The way it go down we takin'
Fours and keepin' doors tight, yeah
(yeah, yeah)
We at the top, end of discussion (Discussion)
They mixin' alcohol and that 'tussin (O oh)
The demon in their eyes and they clutchin'
(Scared)
I feed 'em Adderall and they bussin', yeah
(Pew pew pew pew pew)
I kept the towel, not throwin' in
I'm ridin' 'round in my ends
I got a driver for the Bent' to
Drive me 'round when I'm bent
I keep some pussy just to lick to
Help me out when I vent
She wanna hit that shit 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 (yeah)
She just get so wet, I slip and slide
(Splash) had to get it back to give 'em 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 advised to be advised
And we advise you not fuck with me and mine
And keep in mind that we don't mind
Losin' 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, mind freak, no sober mind
I'm so behind
But front line, you crossed the line
And you better know your lines
And if you gettin' out of line
I hang you with a clothin' line
Wring you like an open line
Keep your stanky ho in line
Them hoes be lyin', it's a thin line
And 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 roomin' with
The Uzi with the booty clip, more than one
I'm too equipped
Talkin' 'bout some fake niggas
Based on true events
Tryin' not to get pinched
Smokin' on a stupid stench
Lookin' in the mirror tryin' to
Figure where my pupils went
Flashy with a boujee bitch, Travy
That's my hooligan (It's lit)
Take the T off Tunechi and look
At it as the crucifix, bitch

C5, best rapper alive yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let it fly