Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I'm bulletproof baby, skin tougher than some kevlar

Me and my buddies going muddin' in a small car

Gimme a Sawzall and let me make this b**h a drop top

This is how we roll way down here in Rocky Top

A bumper sticker how I feel, read it in traffic

Honk your horn and flip a bird then you might get your ass kicked

The whole world's goin' soft, that's why I stay havin' calluses

I am from where the racket is, I'm a honky with ratchetness

Pedal to the medal, gun loaded like it's the 'pocalypse

Ain't nobody honestly dropping a song that is hot as this

I'ma drive this Church train 'til the motor starts knockin' b**h

And I'm built Ford tough but that's one thing that's obvious

Cause I'm bulletproof, from my head down to my boots

And if you think I'm messin' with you, buddy you're wrong

I'm bulletproof, I've met a lot of other guys like you

They like to think they got somethin' to prove

Then they get proved wrong

I'm bulletproof, aww yeah

I'm bulletproof, I'm bulletproof, aww yeah

2: Upchurch]

Yeah, I'm one tough hell-raising dirty son of a gun

Proud of what I stand for and where my ass come from

I will never back down, I won't take no s**t

Ain't scared to swing first and take a few hard hits

See the outrigger guide on life is kinda like an old gypsy

I'm a drifter let me tote my guns and travel through these cities

Let me show you how we do it in the land of the hillbillies

Wild west in the south like cowboys and Indians

No gun rack 'cause my guns hotter than a wood stove

Driveway long better drop your s**t in four low

No trespassing unless you like dodging that brass, boy

You messing with the man digging graves with a backhoe

Cause I'm bulletproof, from my head down to my boots

And if you think I'm messin' with you, buddy you're wrong

I'm bulletproof, I've met a lot of other guys like you

They like to think they got somethin' to prove

Then they get proved wrong

I'm bulletproof, aww yeah

I'm bulletproof, I'm bulletproof, aww yeah

Shine in the glass, flag in the yard

Gun safe in the closet, trucks parked in the yard

Dead end street, road followed by a creek

One way is, son don't go startin' no s**t

Cause I'm bulletproof, from my head down to my boots

And if you think I'm messin' with you, buddy you're wrong

I'm bulletproof, I've met a lot of other guys like you

They like to think they got somethin' to prove

Then they get proved wrong

I'm bulletproof, aww yeah

I'm bulletproof, I'm bulletproof, aww yeah