Scarred lyrics

[Intro]
Sippin' on some Tris'
(Get the bag, King Wonka)

[Chorus]
Sippin' on some Tris' (Tris'), smokin' on some 'za ('Za)
Sittin' back reminiscin' (Yeah) like, damn, I made it far (Damn)
Young n*gga had it hard (Hard)
I made it out the jungle with them tigers, I was scarred (Scarred)
Straight out the block, I beat the odds (I beat the odds)
Sippin' on some Tris' (Tris'), smokin' on some 'za ('Za)
Sittin' back reminiscin' (Yeah) like, damn, I made it far (Damn)
Young n*gga had it hard (Hard)
I made it out the jungle with them tigers, I was scarred
Straight out the block, I beat the odds

[Verse 1]
Straight off the block, I turned 'bows into carats (Ice)
Fell in love with the monеy, finna go and get married (For real)
Takе that fake-ass ice off, that sh*t embarrassin' (Take it off)
I'm a trapper, not a rapper, can't make a comparison (Trap)
Just poured me a deuce up to get on my low (Drank)
Whole lot of money, backends on my schedule (Bands)
I'm the bank teller
I can turn a ratchet ho into a Cinderella (Yeah)
J's on my feet, n*gga, no Margielas (J's)
How the f*ck I mix the purple with the yellow?
Can't be switchin' lanes in traffic (Skrrt), n*gga clutchin' on that metal
Ain't no playin' with this paper, n*gga, get sent to the devil
I got stupid flavors in my trap, this sh*t don't get no better (Don't get no better)
[Chorus]
Sippin' on some Tris' (Tris'), smokin' on some 'za ('Za)
Sittin' back reminiscin' (Yeah) like, damn, I made it far (Damn)
Young n*gga had it hard (Hard)
I made it out the jungle with them tigers, I was scarred (Scarred)
Straight out the block, I beat the odds (I beat the odds)
Sippin' on some Tris' (Tris'), smokin' on some 'za ('Za)
Sittin' back reminiscin' (Yeah) like, damn, I made it far (Damn)
Young n*gga had it hard (Hard)
I made it out the jungle with them tigers, I was scarred
Straight out the block, I beat the odds (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
Sittin' back reminiscin', thinkin' 'bout them days I ain't have a dollar
Now I'm rich as f*ck, I get any b*tch or f*ck any model (On God)
Been lit way before the deal, my mama know her son a problem
I was born a trap baby, came out the womb chasin' money (Chasin' money)
Came out the womb servin' junkies (Servin' junkies)
I got all this sh*t off of onions (Off of onions)
I done ran up my racks, I been pumpin' ('Za)
A broke boy can't tell me nothin' (Nathin')
These n*ggas really ballin' on a budget (For real)
Coach, put me in the game, sh*t gettin' ugly (Gettin' ugly)
I been thumbin' through a bankroll, sippin' on muddy (Muddy)
I don't f*ck with these n*ggas, never been buddy-buddy (Nah)
[Chorus]
Sippin' on some Tris' (Tris'), smokin' on some 'za ('Za)
Sittin' back reminiscin' (Yeah) like, damn, I made it far (Damn)
Young n*gga had it hard (Hard)
I made it out the jungle with them tigers, I was scarred (Scarred)
Straight out the block, I beat the odds (I beat the odds)
Sippin' on some Tris' (Tris'), smokin' on some 'za ('Za)
Sittin' back reminiscin' (Yeah) like, damn, I made it far (Damn)
Young n*gga had it hard (Hard)
I made it out the jungle with them tigers, I was scarred
Straight out the block, I beat the odds (I beat the odds)

[Outro]
(Wonka secured the bag)