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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sergeant Stretchnuts, Bradley Commander
tiny tank top, mirror commander
flexin’ five plates, camera in hand
but he walks on a booster stand
Thinks he’s carved out, Greek on a poster
little dog bark, big-ass ego holster
measuring veins like battle scars
never looks down, just up at the stars
[Chorus]
Sergeant Stretchnuts, king of the curl bar (hey!)
chest puffed bigger than his car
he’s the best in his own damn mind
can’t see truth ‘cause the glare too bright
Sergeant Stretchnuts, ruler of the squat rack
talk that talk, he’ll come right back
ego so wide, but he still so small
thinks he’s ten feet tall in the gym bathroom stall (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
You say “chill out,” he hears “step up”
turns every joke to a face-off, flex-off
gets all red when you laugh a bit
“say it again, bro, you talkin’ shit?”
Tiny tape measure stuffed in his bag
checks his arms more than he checks his tags
all that weight can’t lift his pride
chip on his shoulder, twice his size
[Chorus]
Sergeant Stretchnuts, king of the curl bar (hey!)
chest puffed bigger than his car
he’s the best in his own damn mind
can’t see truth ‘cause the glare too bright
Sergeant Stretchnuts, ruler of the squat rack
talk that talk, he’ll come right back
ego so wide, but he still so small
thinks he’s ten feet tall in the gym bathroom stall
[Bridge]
[Drums and bass only, shout vocals]
Three more reps
three more pics
three more chances
to be that myth
[Chorus]
Sergeant Stretchnuts, king of the curl bar (hey!)
chest puffed bigger than his car
he’s the best in his own damn mind
can’t see truth ‘cause the glare too bright
Sergeant Stretchnuts, ruler of the squat rack
talk that talk, he’ll fire right back
ego so loud, but the man so small
just a big, big dream in a locker room wall (Stretchnuts!)
Details
GeneratedApr 17, 2026
Duration2:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
Aggressive pop-punk with male vocals, palm-muted power chords on the verses and gang-shout hooks on the chorus. Tight drums, picked bass driving the pocket. Chorus widens with stacked harmonies, crash cymbals, and a sneering, half-laugh vocal delivery. Short middle break strips to bass and drums before a final, yelled hook.
Credits
Prompt byRooster_Records
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Sergeant stretchnuts Bradley Commander. He's the best in his mind. Ego way to big for his small stature. Thinks he huge cause he lives in the gym. Gets all defensive when you talk shit about him.
