B.N.B Lyrics

I need bags, not bitches, had to look Back

Damn, I came from rags to riches, Posted in them trenches

Came from weighing ounces on them Benches Stepped in, I'm the littest, I'm the freshest

N***a in the kitchen

Bags, bags, bags, not bitches Bags, Bags, bags, not bitches

Bags, bags, bags, not bitches Bags, Not bitches

Fresh up out the trenches,

Fresh up out the trenches

I'm in the kitchen, damn, just like Granny baking biscuits

Fresh up out the mud, n***a, steppin' Out You know the hood show me Love, n***a

Damn, we steppin', steppin' in the Name of love, n***a

I don't talk a lot, I just listen, that's How I judge n****s

I don't like no begging, bitch, that's How I judge bitches

Extendo keep ripping my boxers Glockies stretching out my britches

Thuging out front granny house I'm Fresh up out the trenches

Aye,Aye

I need bags, not bitches, had to look Back

Damn, I came from rags to riches, Posted in them trenches

Came from weighing ounces on them Benches Stepped in, I'm the littest , I'm the freshest nigga in the kitchen

Bags, bags, bags, not bitches Bags, Bags, bags, not bitches

Bags, bags, bags, not bitches Bags, Not bitches

Fresh up out the trenches

Fresh up out the trenches