[Hook]

Feeling like Rambo
Shooting my shot and I run out of ammo
Know I'm the man though
She sipping all night just to finish a handle
Pull out a camel
Tell her It not worth the buzz
I ain't mad though
Play like piano
Done with the night when we end up Commando

[Verse 1]

End of the night, yeah
I might take off in some Nikes, yeah
I'm feeling right, yeah
Sometimes I'm outta my mind, yeah
Hop on the mic, yeah
Think about you when I write, yeah
Think about you when I write, yeah
I'm in the light
I might fight
For my life
It's on sight
All these girls
Not my type
Not my type
Not my type, yeah
[Hook]

Feeling like Rambo
Shooting my shot and I run out of ammo
Know I'm the man though
She sipping all night just to finish a handle
Pull out a camel
Tell her It not worth the buzz
I ain't mad though
Play like piano
Done with the night when we end up Commando