Correction Lyrics Blasted, Huh? (Remix) by Not Klyde

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Lyrics

What's up you guys and welcome back again
Hold on

Okay
Yuh

I don't even got the plastic uh
Shoot the shot, feelin' fantastic uh
Gunner bands, only got the elastic uh
Renegade, renegade
What?
Okay
I rep the beat
I eat it I beat it up
God on my side
Feeling fire I live it up (Skrt, skrt)
Gucci religion (Skrt, skrt)
You love to see it
You rocking those Fila's
Sike it's the opposite

Wait, wait, wait
Hold up
What?
Wait
Counterfeit credit
You cashin' it hopelessly
Shooting yo shot like an Obi Ginobelli
Countin' my cheques
Shelf lookin blessed
Check after check after check after check (Boom, boom, boom)
Got it for sale
Why you buying it in retail?
God is my boast
Yeah the devil's in detail (Yuh)
All of my friends, yeah
We stack we don't resell
Reppin' the boro
Anointing, he don't fail

Yeah I be repping the boro I live
In God on my side
By the Lord I am strapped
In demons creepin' steady lurking they hunt
Blasted spray it
I'm in the ghetto
Who told you to run off to church
Left your bible at home
What?
Who told you that Not Klyde
Not ready to spit off the dumb
Bible on me I'm blasted
God on my side, yeah
I am always gonna win
If you feeling a vibe
Hit my bio we can link
Okay
Blasted, huh
Little homie feelin' bombastic, uh
Hit the Billie Jean dancin', huh
He feel ecstatic uh
Got the pen and pad and he feelin' creative, huh
Don't run in my house with your dirty 350's on, huh
Look at my eyes, I'm a asian, you take 'em off
I got the Glock, it's ESV
Didn't you hear
We shoot em like
De-de-de, de-de-de, de-de-de
King De-de-de, who do you main?
I'm smashin'
I got the steel, it's pa**ion
Driven, determined, desire
We hop in a Datsun, drivin'
Wait
De-de-de, driven, determined
Desire, I said King
I said Datsun
The King of Kings, Son Of Man
Hung on the cross for the damned
And you bet that that's pa**ion

Yeah
He said
Renegade, renegade
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

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