Artist: Waka Flocka Flame Album: Salute Me, Shoot Me 4: Banned From America (Mixtape) Song: J Well Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus] I said I'm balling like I'm J. Well I said I'm balling like I'm J. Well Bitch I'm balling like I'm J. Well I'm a get money nigga, it ain't hard to tell I said I'm balling like I'm J. Well Bitch I'm balling like I'm J. Well 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 youngin? I got weed, I got molly's and them nigga's gunnin' Disrespect the Squad, you know the youngin's comin' Twenty grand flat, then the gon' check in No disrespecting Finger fuck Nina, watch her have an erection President of clay county nigga, death till my coming Holding all elections [Chorus] [Verse 2] Waka Flocka in this mother fucker Fuck your baby 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 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 her for a brick, serve a gummy bear [Chorus] [Verse 3] He said he looking for the just milf Call my nigga diego, tell him bring 10 hoes My boys they go crazy, no ballsaw Just park the fucking molly by the blastout 3 shows for 1 do's that's a slamdunk Hit the club, make the frat boys fist bump Snap back's and Ray Ban's, courtesy of Slim Dunk' All I know is keep it real, my money running up, Flocka [Chorus]