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No Friends Video (MV)




Performed By: Chuck Black
Length: 3:26
Written by: Charles Hyman




Chuck Black - No Friends Lyrics




I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping, f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic
I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping, f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic

I don't make friends I make plays
Bout my business bitch I'm trying to get paid
Big sack like Santa wit his sleigh
Plug in Santa Anna said it's on the way
Don't hit my line unless you trying spend sumn
Nothin new kangaroo I been jumping
Gas man, petro been pumpin
Stash the backend make the re up then dump it
I chase bank, I need checks like chase bank
Straight dank bagging loud the trap stank
I'm only friendly to the teller at the bank
These niggas Cappin they account is on blaaaank

I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping, f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic
I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping , f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic

I don't make friends I make moves
In the trenches like I'm bishop wit da juice
In the kitchen yea I'm mixin like I'm q
I like my money real neat and blueeee
All my friends dead like lil uzi
A grown man dats broke Man You look stupid
Ain't no money in yo pocket you a f*ckin doofus
Dopeman dopeman bitch I trap ruthless
I chase bank I need checks like chase bank
My trap crank Be broke I jus can't
I'm only friendly to the teller at the bank
These niggas cappin the account is on blaaaank

I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping, f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic
I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping, f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic
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I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping, f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic
I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping, f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic

I don't make friends I make plays
Bout my business bitch I'm trying to get paid
Big sack like Santa wit his sleigh
Plug in Santa Anna said it's on the way
Don't hit my line unless you trying spend sumn
Nothin new kangaroo I been jumping
Gas man, petro been pumpin
Stash the backend make the re up then dump it
I chase bank, I need checks like chase bank
Straight dank bagging loud the trap stank
I'm only friendly to the teller at the bank
These niggas Cappin they account is on blaaaank

I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping, f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic
I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping , f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic

I don't make friends I make moves
In the trenches like I'm bishop wit da juice
In the kitchen yea I'm mixin like I'm q
I like my money real neat and blueeee
All my friends dead like lil uzi
A grown man dats broke Man You look stupid
Ain't no money in yo pocket you a f*ckin doofus
Dopeman dopeman bitch I trap ruthless
I chase bank I need checks like chase bank
My trap crank Be broke I jus can't
I'm only friendly to the teller at the bank
These niggas cappin the account is on blaaaank

I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping, f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic
I don't make friends... I Make deposits
Hit the trenches Double up and make a profit
Don't hit my line if you ain't shopping, f*ck the gossip
Ain't no convo unless some money be da topic
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Writer: Charles Hyman
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