[Intro - Not Klyde]
Aye, this ain't bout no guns (gun sounds)
This about my bible (pu-pu) (I let it ring)
'Cause if you ain't using your bible as a weapon, what you doing?

[Verse 1 - Not Klyde]
I let it ring baby I let it spark
Demons lurking yeah they creep in the dark
I let the chopper fly off till it's nighttime
Pu-pu-pu let it ring in a lifetime
Yeah I ain't talking about steel man
I'm talking about leather
Rip into church with you, you better
I shoot with the pictures
I blast with the letters
(Aye aye aye, yea Bible in my hand)
My homie she red I ain't talk about bloodshed
Redder than crimson I mark off the target
Nеon sparking pu-pu-pu when I write in
Bold lettеrs call it phonically confident
Whoa whoa whoa whoa did he just say bold letters call it phonically confident? Dang
Ki-ki-ki-ki-ki-kick demons stop my field is lit
Whole squad strapped and I ain't talking about clips
Whole squad reading every chance we get
I let it ring baby I let it fly off
Deku flying with the mask off
Homie pull up with the roof off
Shooting the demons till their roof gone
Call me a barber I'm taking your top off
(Woah)
[Hook - Not Klyde]
I let it ring, I let it ring
I let it ring, I let it ring
I let it sing, I let it sing (huh)
I let it sing (yeah), I let it sing (you crazy)
I let it ring, I let it ring
I let it sing, I let it sing (shh)
I let it ring (you calling my phone), I let it ring
I let it sing (stop calling my phone), I let it sing (pu pu)

[Verse 2 - Zay Ade]
I let it ring but this wasn't no telephone (ring)
Huh, okay switched up they can't tell what's on
They only hard when the cameras on (yeah yeah)
I be so loud like a megaphone
Zay ade I go hop on a beat ain't no telling homes
Jesus is Lord had to make it known (ok ok)
Only one God couldn't make a clone (ok ok)
I let it spark when I'm fighting these demons
Devil be mad so he always be scheming (what?)
I don't sip lean but I had them all leaning
Thought I was clean until he started the cleaning
Shoot em up but I ain't had no gun
The only true power can come from the Son
Tell all of my haters that I'm not the one
God on my side boy I already won
Used to be in the trap, vandal
Now I make matches like I'm in Orlando
Don't you ever go tell me what I can not do
'Cause I'll do it and that's 'cause I can though
When I smile it get bright like a candle
All my brothers my dawgs like I'm Randall
Devil mad cause we messed up his scandal
Now he flow by us on a bike with no handles
[Hook - Not Klyde]
I let it ring, I let it ring
I let it ring, I let it ring
I let it sing, I let it sing (huh)
I let it sing (yeah), I let it sing (you crazy)
I let it ring, I let it ring
I let it sing, I let it sing (shh)
I let it ring (you calling my phone), I let it ring
I let it sing (stop calling my phone), I let it sing (pu pu)