The 2nd Amendment - WHO TF IS JUSTIN TIME?, Adam Calhoun

Left, left, left right left

Left, left, left right left

Left, left, left right left

Left, left, left right left

Pistol on my waist and my rifle’s in the safe

With a shotgun up on the wall with lots of shells up in the case

I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle’s in the safe

With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case

I got that pistol on my waist, (On my waist) on my waist

I got that pistol on my waist, (On my waist) on my waist

I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle’s in the safe

With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case

I got that

Dressed in all camo I sell guns with lots of ammo

Got me feelin' like I’m Rambo, yeah my flow to hot to handle, oh

If you want some violence couple shots and then the sirens

Man they used to run their mouth, now all I hear is silence

Pistol packin', jaw jackin' head up on the mantle piece

Toe taggin', body baggin', got a problem?

Kill the beef

Gettin' violent start a riot, go to war, fuck the peace

Go insane and break the chain, rebel son I am a beast (Woo)

Never give in, never back down, always go hard motherfucker

Never tap out, really livin' what these fake boys won’t rap 'bout

Redneck knuckles, just in case you wanna act out

See me in the sticks, prolly where you’re never at

Run from a fight, who me?

Nah, never that

Stomp on your face like some boots on a welcome mat

Anybody want it, hell yeah, we can handle that

It-it-it's my right to carry this, them AR’s with extended clips

You can’t bend it if you wish, and I will show you what to kiss

My ass, my rights, ain’t nobody takin' what’s mine

My life, my pride, double dog dare a motherfucker to try

Pistol on my waist and my rifle’s in the safe

With a shotgun up on the wall with lots of shells up in the case

I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle’s in the safe

With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case

I got that pistol on my waist, (On my waist) on my waist

I got that pistol on my waist, (On my waist) on my waist

I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle’s in the safe

With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case

I got that

You just a bitch, and everyone knows

Talkin' that shit, fill 'em with holes

Tossed in the ditch, side of the road

You don’t want no smoke (No smoke)

No, bunch of rednecks gonna whoop that ass

I represent hillbilly white trash

Gun on my waist, come and take my flag

Gun to your face, watch you piss your pants

Oh man, shoulda ran when shit hit the fan

Whoa now better slow down when I roll up

Windows down 'bout to go down

Hold up, you know you can lose your life

Talk that shit, better walk that line

Ain’t no game, just take your name

If you fuckin' with those stars and stripes

No one’s safe when I pop that safe

Partner, pop your right in the face

Okay (Okay), you rang?

(You rang?)

Ain’t tryna hear shit you sayin' (You sayin')

We don’t do fuck shit 'round, fuck boy

With your old truck stuck in the mud, fuck boy

We’re rollin' past, pistol in hand

Don’t get get your shit shot up, fuck boy

Launch a missile out that pistol

Hit you, flip you, no more issue

I won’t miss you, brains are missin'

You won’t think that shit through, did you?

If you got a problem, that’s no problem I can handle that

Savage with the hands, and plus you know I keep my hand on that

Pistol on my waist and my rifle’s in the safe

With a shotgun up on the wall with lots of shells up in the case

I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle’s in the safe

With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case

I got that pistol on my waist, (On my waist) on my waist

I got that pistol on my waist, (On my waist) on my waist

I got that pistol on my waist and my rifle’s in the safe

With a shotgun on the wall with lots of shells up in the case

I got that (Got that)