[Intro]

Damn son, where'd you find this?

[Pre-Chorus]

Come as you are, don’t put on no clothes

Talking like Nirvana

Custom Glock tucked in my waist

Hoe, I do what I wanna

Married to the mary jane

No Peter Parker, marijuana

Whipping the truck, ain’t in no cars

Got her sweating like she in a sauna

[Chorus]

Hoes all love it when I pull up in the fucking RAM

Bitch is on some freaky shit, she love to make it ram

Whipping in the mud, pop me a pill

I got her like “Damn”

Tat “DG” right on her tits

Give her a monogram

[Verse 1]

Sombrío mortal pulling up in a Realtree camo hat

Saint of the south ain’t going down, I frame my motherfucking plaques

She hit my line, thеn she get blocked

Nah hoе, I ain’t going back to that

I’m the king of my town, but still a lost soul

What you know about that?

Ramming the bitches and popping the pills

I ain’t gone wake up ‘til the morning

Revving the engine, I’m up on your block

Hoe, this your final warning

I get any bitch that I want

I post up on the Gram just to show that I’m scoring

Made a story off of this shit

But hoe, you know I’m just informing

I’m on that shit, better go, huh

Danny Phantom, go ghost, uh

Cross around my neck, I know, huh

Gave the Lord my soul, uh

Smoke go down my throat, huh

But you know I ain’t choke, nah

Hoe, I’m back on this shit

I fuck a bitch in Mossy Oak, what?

[Chorus]

Hoes all love it when I pull up in the fucking RAM

Bitch is on some freaky shit, she love to make it ram

Whipping in the mud, pop me a pill

I got her like “Damn”

Tat “DG” right on her tits

Give her a monogram

[Verse 2]

Bitches see that I got money

Now they gone try and fuck me

They ain’t love me way back, but how ‘bout now?

Hoe, don’t you touch me

Big Dick Pimpin’ from south

Don’t talk your shit

Better watch your mouth

I done been all over the globe

I fucked a bitch in the snow in Plymouth

I get a check off this shit and then I give it to my fam

Kairo the type to fuck your mother, take that dick and ram

Shoutout my cousins, playing in the mud, we grew up back at grams

Shoutout mom and pops, my aunt and uncle

Zac got me into Rams, uh

Instagram, we posting up after every event

I got a bitch in my phone, she text me “Hey” and then she like to vent

I’m the type to become your daddy, I will pay your momma’s rent

I walk right through your door, she smell Dior

She ask me “What’s that scent?”

[Chorus]

Hoes all love it when I pull up in the fucking RAM

Bitch is on some freaky shit, she love to make it ram

Whipping in the mud, pop me a pill

I got her like “Damn”

Tat “DG” right on her tits

Give her a monogram

[Verse 3]

West side born and raised, but I told you that I been all over

Thinking back to old times, way back when I was never ever sober

Now I pick your girl up in my truck, nah, never in a Rover

“Baby, go and hop up in the back” yeah hoe, that’s what I told her

I gotta switch sides

Pray to God up in the sky

Know where I’m going when I die

Know I say it, but I never get high

Got me through the bad times

Used to stay up all night and cry

Learned that it was apart of His plan

No more do I ask him “Why?”

[Outro]

RAM

I just pulled up in the RAM

RAM

I just pulled up in the RAM

RAM

I just pulled up in the RAM

RAM

You know the bitches love the RAM

RAM

I just pulled up in the RAM

RAM

I just pulled up in the RAM

RAM

I just pulled up in the RAM

RAM

You know the bitches love the RAM