"The New Jay Z (I'm Just Chilling Baby)" lyrics - TRIPPIE REDD

[Intro:]
Way (Ooh)
It's Lil 14, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus:]
Oh yeah, I'm just chillin' baby (I'm just chillin', yeah)
Blowing lots of dope, got me feeling lazy (Woah)
Sipping lean, bodeine brazy (Yeah)
Rockstar lifestyle, the new Jay Z (Woah, woah)

I been getting money all by myself (Yeah)
By myself (Yeah), don't need no help (No)
By myself (Yeah), by myself (Yeah), don't need no help
I'm just worried 'bout my Bonnie, I don't need nobody else (Yeah)
I'm just worried 'bout my Bonnie (Ooh), don't need nobody else
But God
Bad foreign bitch says she wanna fuck the squad
Big 'Rari coupe swerving out the parking lot
Gettin' all the money, pockets on extra knots
Pockets on extra caking
Why these fuck niggas keep hating?
God told a nigga keep his patience
Now I'm just tired of waiting
Trippie Redd baby, I'm tired of getting payments
Cut some niggas off, now I been paid ever since (Woo)
Life's what you make it so make it the shit (Woo)
These songs what I make and so I make 'em these hits (Yeah)
Bad lil' bitch I put some dick on her lip, ayy
Young savage, pulled up swagging (Yeah, yeah)
Spit flames like a dragon, ayy (What)
Flying carpet bitch, ayy, this ain't Aladdin (No)
Paper or plastic, that's how I be rapping, woah
It can get tragic, pull up blasting, automatics (Yeah yeah)
You a pussy nigga, put that on gang ho
Gettin' money, diamonds shining in my chain, woah

[Chorus:]
Oh yeah, I'm just chillin' baby (Woo-ooh)
Blowing lots of dope, got me feeling lazy
Sipping lean, bodeine brazy (Yeah)
Rockstar lifestyle, the new Jay Z (Yeah)

[Outro:]
Yeah
14, yeah, 14, woah
Ayy, 14, yeah, 14, woah
14, yeah
Haha, ayy, woah, yeah!