Let It Fly

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

Word to the MoneyBagg I keep it coming in

By the way we work you think I had a twin

I'm tryna run the game it ain't no subbing in

You can't phase me sliding from a dangerous life

Always down to ball I'm tryna drain these nights

See the smoke clouds through the entertainment lights

The way it go down we taking fours and keeping doors tight

We at the top end of discussion

We mixing alcohol and that 'tussin

The demon in they eyes and they clutchin'

I feed 'em adderall and they bussin' yeah

I kept the towel not throwing in

I'm riding around in my ends

I got a driver for the Bent' to drive me 'round when I'm bent

I keep some p***y just to lick they help me out when I vent

She wanna hit that s**t again nah

That's the phone call when my blood ring

It's Tha Carter V let the thugs sing

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 give it back to give them five

I I I

Lil Wayne：

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 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 roomin' 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

Lookin' in the mirror tryin' to figure where my pupils went

Flashy with a boujee b***h Travy that's my hooligan

Take the T off Tunechi and look at it as the crucifix b***h

Lil Wayne/Travis Scott：

C5 best rapper alive

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Let it fly