Yeah, yeah

Uh, yeah, yeah, eh

Uh

Uhh

They want the racks (they want the racks)

All in my pocket (all in my pocket)

They want the cheese never caring bout how I got it ( they never care)

They call me "blood", cos they all Leeches (cuh they all leeches)

They call me "boo", flirtin' with me cos I be ballin' (yuh, yuh)

None of them love me, they only stickin' around cos I got it (none of them love me)

None of them ever gon go thru the fire with me if I was strugglin' ( oh no, no oo)

I feel like passin' 'em Oscars cos they all be actin' (they all be actin')

But my little bro's the only thespian I want around me (uhh)

They see you ballin' then come around, hopin' for a pass (they come around)

They want the cheese, it's why they stick around like flies on a garbage (they stickin'around)

Only pick up they phone to hit up your line when they got demands (yeah, yeah)

Then call you a meanie when all a sudden you turn Savage (savage)

And most of these fakers wasn't around when they was needed most (they wasn't around) (most)

They say that they got you but when things go south, homie they all ghost (ghost)

They ridin' with you cos you got it, my G, they wouldn't if you was broke (broke)

Nah, it ain't hard to spot leeches my G, they the ones always stickin' the most

They want the racks (they want the racks)

 All in my pocket (all in my pocket)

They want the cheese never caring bout how I got it ( they never care)

They call me blood, cos they all Leeches (cuh they all leeches)

They call me "boo", flirtin' with me cos I be ballin' (yuh, yuh)

None of them love me, they only stickin' around cos I got it (none of them love me)

None of them ever gon go thru the fire with me if I was strugglin' ( oh no, no oo)

I feel like passin' 'em Oscars cos they all be actin' (they all be actin')

But my little bro's the only thespian I want around me (uhh)

Uh uh-uh

They call me boo flirtin' with me cos I be ballin'

Uh uh-uh

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh