NEXTEL by G5 Elz Lyrics

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “NEXTEL”

• Produced: Laron
• Written: Laron, G5 Elz
• Studio Assistant: Noel Chavez
• Record Label: Richsince06
• Recorded: Dave Poler
• Mixed: Tom Beuchel
• Mastered: Kevin Peterson (The Mastering Palace)
• Recorded At: Criteria Studios
• Release Date: June 23, 2023

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “NEXTEL” Released in 2023

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(Chorus)

Yo Whatchu know about being rich
Climbing up outta that ditch
Whatchu know about oh six
Nextel on your hip
Button on the side make it flip
Every night like Ruth Chris
Big steak on my dish
Hundred grams on my wrist
Haters all on my dick
Thousand dollar jeans don’t zip
Oooouuuu

(Verse 1)
Do it for the dealers and the scammers
Bottle girls out in Atlanta
Strippers in Miami
Racks in the Camera
Everybody call you flashy
Young black rich and classy
Now your name is catchy
They don’t remember you ashy
I don’t remember that either
Hop in lamb for a breather
Start up like Pop Smoke
Grrrrrrr
This is real life not pretend
In Manhattan hopping out the Benz
See how I live girlfriend
Tell ya friends tell they friends
Madonna lives down the block
Wave to her when I jog
Gossip girls on my jock
Upper east side snob
(Chorus)
Whatchu know about being rich
Climbing up outta that ditch
Whatchu know about oh six
Nextel on your hip
Button on the side make it flip
Every night like Ruth Chris
Big steak on my dish
Hundred grams on my wrist
Haters all on my dick
Thousand dollar jeans don’t zip
Oooouuuu

(Verse 2)
Take it back when I had neck braids
Rapping in 10th grade
Hustled on the corner like an ese
Shopping every Sunday
One twenty fifth for the Pelles
Fully loaded belt no mayonnaise
Could of went viral on MySpace
I was flyest in the hood I was top eight
Had a felony fore I had a prom date
Stopped when a cop put a gun in my face
Changed my life Changed my mind
Up in Tourneau changing time
Lose friends when you shine
Fuck em all never mind
Champagne and Prada they don’t like that
But got a new problem they gone hype that
I be celebrating wins til the sky black
Shooting stars in the Double R black badge
(Chorus)
Whatchu know about being rich
Climbing up outta that ditch
Whatchu know about oh six
Nextel on your hip
Button on the side make it flip
Every night like Ruth Chris
Big steak on my dish
Hundred grams on my wrist
Haters all on my dick
Thousand dollar jeans don’t zip
Oooouuu