The Main - For a Rack Lyrics

Bought a gram, for a rack
Gun go blam, for a rack
These niggas scram, droppin’ back
Drive a lamb, full of racks
Bought a gram, for a rack
Gun go blam, for a rack
These niggas scram, droppin’ back
Drive a lamb, full of racks
I’m with my boy OJ Baker
Know we out here getting paper
Fucking on your hoe, getting drunk
Drinking chaser
I call my self the greatest
Know I’m with the latest
All my shit be R rated
None of y’all can debate it, aye
Your girl said she wanna hop in my whip
Said she can’t, unless she suck up my dick
Take her to my crib gotta hide my clip
Got the money and the bullets
You know I always pull it
Got bitches in all states like the fake Denzel
Me and my niggas, we never take that L, aye
Copped a Ferrari
Never say sorry
Unless I flex too hard on y’all
The Main, he ain’t ever gonna fall
My stacks be getting oh so tall
Get too close you get collateral
Focus on the math, call that Adderall
I’m with my boy OJ Baker
Know we out here getting paper
Fucking on your hoe, getting drunk
Drinking chaser
I call my self the greatest
Know I’m with the latest
All my shit be R rated
None of y’all can debate it, aye
Bought a gram, for a rack
Gun go blam, for a rack
These niggas scram, droppin’ back
Drive a lamb, full of racks
Bought a gram, for a rack
Gun go blam, for a rack
These niggas scram, droppin’ back
Drive a lamb, full of racks

Bought a gram, for a rack
Gun go blam, for a rack
These niggas scram, droppin’ back
Drive a lamb, full of racks
Bought a gram, for a rack
Gun go blam, for a rack
These niggas scram, droppin’ back
Drive a lamb, full of racks
I’m with my boy OJ Baker
Know we out here getting paper
Fucking on your hoe, getting drunk
Drinking chaser
I call my self the greatest
Know I’m with the latest
All my shit be R rated
None of y’all can debate it, aye
Your girl said she wanna hop in my whip
Said she can’t, unless she suck up my dick
Take her to my crib gotta hide my clip
Got the money and the bullets
You know I always pull it
Got bitches in all states like the fake Denzel
Me and my niggas, we never take that L, aye
Copped a Ferrari
Never say sorry
Unless I flex too hard on y’all
The Main, he ain’t ever gonna fall
My stacks be getting oh so tall
Get too close you get collateral
Focus on the math, call that Adderall
I’m with my boy OJ Baker
Know we out here getting paper
Fucking on your hoe, getting drunk
Drinking chaser
I call my self the greatest
Know I’m with the latest
All my shit be R rated
None of y’all can debate it, aye
Bought a gram, for a rack
Gun go blam, for a rack
These niggas scram, droppin’ back
Drive a lamb, full of racks
Bought a gram, for a rack
Gun go blam, for a rack
These niggas scram, droppin’ back
Drive a lamb, full of racks