Let It Fly (feat. 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 them 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 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
 Riding around in my ends
 I got a driver for the pent to drop me round where I been
 I keep some pussy just to lick, they 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 5, 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 fuck with me and mine
 And keep in mind, we do not 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, mind, freak no sober mind, I'm so behind
 Front line, you crossed the line and you better know your lines
 And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you with a clothing line
 Wring you like an open line, keep your stanky ho in line
 Them hoe's be lying, it's a thin line, I know you know you lyin'
 Second line, second line, Tunechi get effective lines
 Rough edges like a box of checker fries, that's a line
 Catch the line, American flag, less thoughts extra lines
 Stretch the line, skip the line, til you no more the next in line
 Tunechi tuna 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 niggas, based on true events
 Trying not to get pinched, smoking on a stupid stench
 Looking in the mirror tryna figure where my pupils went
 Flash ya 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