travis scott
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
travis scott
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 ooh
the demon in their eyes and they clutchin’ scared
i feed ’em adderall and they bussin’ yeah pewpewpewpewpew
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 brrbrr
brrbrr that’s the phone call when my blood ring
it’s tha carter v let the thugs sing thugs
travis scott
let it fly brr fly
let it fly like the birds in the sky brrbrr
hotter than the weather in july brrbrr
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
lil wayne travis scott
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 tunechitune a lunatic my gooniegoons 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
lil wayne travis scott
c5 best rapper alive
yeah yeah yeah yeah
let it fly
Artist: Lil Wayne Featuring Travis Scott
Year: 2018
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 347