Lil Duke – Nobody On E (Audio, Lyrics)

Lil Duke - Nobody On E (prod. Leekthatsfye)

Lil Duke unveils a single called “Nobody On E”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Leekthatsfye.

Lil Duke Nobody On E
Lil Duke Nobody On E

Lil Duke is on a roll. After teaming up with HoodyBaby for the club knocker “Beat It,” he has returned with yet another single. “Nobody On E” is also a trunk rattler. The instrumental is a mix of trap and topical flavors, relying on heavy piano riffs and typical percussions to build the backdrop. Lil Duke comes in harshly on this one, and the mix sounds like it was done in a rush.

It’s hard not to nod your head to this track though. It just a bop that goes hard, and will do well in certain clubs. Duke employs an overused flow for most of the single, but his bars are up to par. Overall, “Nobody On E” is a fun track that has its ups and downs.

Lil Duke – Nobody On E (prod. Leekthatsfye)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Fuck is you doing, nigga?
Bainz in the building with me
Yeah
(Leek, that’s fye right there)
Let’s go

[Chorus]
You see me out, bet I got it on me
Whole label rich, ain’t nobody on E
Don’t do no cappin’, I came out them streets
It could be cold, gotta ride with the heat
He think he gangster, gon’ die when we met
Don’t got no bitch but I keep ’em on fleek
I was just brakin’ from 12 on the block
Now we getting paid just to go on the stage

[Verse 1]
YSL boss, I was broke, now I’m paid
Twin on my face that got caught in the raid
I’m tryna free all my dawgs out the cage
Give me a year, I’ma cop me a maze
Stay in the mall, call it stuck in my ways
I don’t play games but I damn sure make plays
Plus if I start it, I know I’ma finish
She want a body and I want a milli’
Robbin’ and killin’
Home of the murderers and some of the realest
I just be chilling, can’t get in my feelings
They know I’m hard but don’t wanna admit
Niggas be hating but I still go and get it
I’m in the trap, that bitch sending me titties
YSL loaded, and yeah, I’m committed
Bitch, it don’t count if you broke and you pretty
Walk in the mall, ballin’, John Wall
She keep on texting, I’m missin’ her call
Dodging the bullshit, I can’t fuck with at all
[?] they callin’ the law
I want the plain Richard Millie, I don’t want no Patek
Pissed off on IG but don’t want no static
Elliot jewelry, my water Atlantic
Geeked out my mind on a whole ‘nother planet

[Chorus]
You see me out, bet I got it on me
Whole label rich, ain’t nobody on E
Don’t do no cappin’, I came out them streets
It could be cold, gotta ride with the heat
He think he gangster, gon’ die when we met
Don’t got no bitch but I keep ’em on fleek
I was just brakin’ from 12 on the block
Now we getting paid just to go on the stage

[Verse 2]
Catch him and chop off his limbs
Sipping these pints and I’m poppin’ these pills
I keep the baddest lil’ thotties
I pop the Addy, I’m out of my body
This ain’t court, we don’t judge bitches for bodies
I was too high, I just slept in the lobby
Put it Post-It, I know they gon’ copy
I told her pull up and she got excited
Free my lil’ dawg, [?] got indicted
I’m ready to crash out, ain’t startin’ a riot
I really came out the jungle with lions
Speak on my name and them bullets, they flyin’
Stay down and ran that shit up out the gate
Traps keep on calling, they don’t wanna wait
Spot in LA and it came with a maid
I’m quarantine clean, now the money well made

[Chorus]
You see me out, bet I got it on me
Whole label rich, ain’t nobody on E
Don’t do no cappin’, I came out them streets
It could be cold, gotta ride with the heat
He think he gangster, gon’ die when we met
Don’t got no bitch but I keep ’em on fleek
I was just brakin’ from 12 on the block
Now we getting paid just to go on the stage

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