J Well

[Hook] (2x) I said I'm balling like I'm J. Well I said I'm balling like I'm J. Well (Bitch!) Bitch I'm balling like I'm J. Well I'm a get money nigga, it ain't hard to tell [Verse 1] I'm from River-River-Riverdale This the land of the lost, welcome to hell Middle finger cops, fuck jail I'm shooting back nigga, it ain't hard to tell What the fuck you trying to sell young'un? I got weed, I got molly's and them nigga's gunnin' Disrespect the squad, you know the young'uns comin' Twenty grand flat and they dome checkin' No disrespecting Finger fuck Nina, watch her have erections President of Clay County nigga September coming, holding all elections [Hook] [Verse 2] Waka Flocka in this mother fucker Fuck your little sister and your baby mother I'm a get money young nigga Factories on the Phantom Ghost, no rims nigga Diamonds in my mouth, no golds nigga Under pressure, I won't fold nigga Ok, that's what they want Bust a couple of a bottles, roll a couple blunts OK, that's what they want Hit the club in the parking lot, I live to stunt I'm balling like I'm J. Well Finesse 'em for a brick, serve a dummy bale [Hook] [Verse 3] He said he looking for the ? Call my nigga Diego tell him bring ten hoes My boys they go crazy, no bath salt Just popped a fucking molly, bout to blast off Three shows, four ? that's a slam dunk Hit the club, make the frat boys fist pump Snapbacks and Ray Ban's, courtesy of Slim Dunk' All I know is keep it real, my money running up, Flocka [Hook]