Let It Fly

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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 coming in.

-Woo, woo. -By the way we work it, think I had a twin.

Twin.

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

-Nah.

-You can't phase me, slider from a -dangerous life. -Yeah.

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 foes and keeping those tight, yeah. We at the top end of discussion.

-Discussion. -They mixing alcohol and they tussin'.

-Woo. -The demon in they eyes and they clutchin'.

Scared.

I feed 'em Adderall and they bust it, yeah.

I kept the top, not the one in. I'm riding 'round in my M's. I got a driver for the

Benz to drop me 'round when I bend.

I keep some pussy just to lick to help me out when I vent. She wanna hear that shit again, oh.

That's the phone call when my blood ring.

-It's the Carter 5, let the thugs sing. -Thugs.

Let it fly.

-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.

-Yeah. -Word, word to my guys.

-Yeah. -She just get so wet, I slip and slide.

-Slide. -Had to get it back to give 'em five.

-I, I, I. -It's alive, it's alive, I'm revived. It's

T5, been arrived, kiss the sky, did the time.

Please advise that it's advised to be advised and we advise you not fuck 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.

Mind freak, no sober mind.

I'm so behind the front line, you cross the line, then you better know your lines. And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you with a clothing line.

Ring you like an open line, keep you 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 Checker fries.

That's a line, catch the line. American flag, less stars, extra lines.

Stretch the line, skip the line 'til you're 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 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.

Flashy with a -bougie bitch, Travy, that's my hooligan. -Bitch.

Take the T off Tunechi and look at it as the crucifix, bitch.

T5.

Best rapper alive.

Yeah.

Let it fly. Let it fly. Let it flow