On the low by Burna Boy
Angeli, Angelina, you dey cool my temperature
If you call, I go come deliver
I no go fall e your hand, never
Say na me you go love forever
I’m a khaki, no fit be leather
Oh my Angeli, Angelina
Oh my Angeli, Angelina
Oh mi o da oh
Anytime wey I see you for the club, I dey television your body
Shey you no know say the thing wey you carry fit kill somebody
You know I feel a vibe, you feel a vibe, so baby whine it pon me
Yeah, and I know you shy but it’s cool when we’re making love
On the low
On the low
On the low
On the low
On the low
On the low (riding)
On the low (fighting)
On the low
