Rambo

Feelin' like Rambo
Shootin' 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

Feelin' like Rambo
Shootin' 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

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)

Feelin' like Rambo
Shootin' 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

Feelin' like Rambo
Shootin' 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

Feelin' like Rambo
Shootin' 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

And you know
(You know)
(You know)

And you know
(You know)
(You know)

And you know
(You know)
(You know)
(You know)
(You know)

Feelin' like Rambo
(Yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Zack Cokas
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