This beat ain't normal

[Burna Boy:]
I dey call you no dey answer
I say make I call you some more
Yeah you leave me no choice, oh
Very soon I go appear for your door mat
And you had the tight dress on
When I saw you last night at the club
Even though I had my dark shades on
I was looking at you all night long

I'm in the middle of the street
How did I ever let you leave? Oh no
Why did I drink this Hennessy?
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

[Burna Boy