[Intro] kwaita to the world
(Aweh! Sho!)
Gunners for life, no shaking!
Arsenal, we don land!
Oya listen, make I tell you wetin dey happen
North London get flavor, nobody fit step in
Mikel Arteta, the tactician, e dey cook fine
We dey dominate the pitch, every single time
William Saliba, Minister of Defence, solid rock
Gabriel dey there too, man wey get plenty lock
Timber dey run flank, Ben White dey maintain
We dey punish them steady, like say na heavy rain
Arsenal! Arsenal! We don turn eye sore!
Dem dey insult us before, but now dem no fit talk again!
Arsenal! Arsenal! Gunners don come back!
Red and white for body, we dey carry the pack!
(Sharp sharp!)
Bukayo Saka, the Starboy, the King of the wing
Whenever e hold ball, na music wey e dey bring
Kai Havertz dey flow, e get that golden touch
Declan Rice na the engine, e dey work very much
Ødegaard dey thread pass, like say e get radar
Even when the heat rise, we dey play like star
Arsenal! Arsenal! We don turn eye sore!
Dem dey insult us before, but now dem no fit talk again!
Arsenal! Arsenal! Gunners don come back!
Red and white for body, we dey carry the pack!
Victor Gyökeres, we welcome you to the throne
With the squad wey we get, we no dey stand alone
Every goal na thunder, every save na pure gold
Story of the Gunners, e sweet like story untold
(Eish! Let's go!)
Empty stadium no fit hold our joy tonight
From the Emirates ground, we dey shine like light
No be small thing, we come for the league crown
Anybody wey doubt, make them go sit down
Gunners for the top, we never go tire
Arsenal football, the one wey dey fire
Arsenal! Arsenal! We don turn eye sore!
Dem dey insult us before, but now dem no fit talk again!
Arsenal! Arsenal! Gunners don come back!
Red and white for body, we dey carry the pack!
Arsenal, we don turn eye sore!
No more talk, na victory we dey score!
Gunners, asambe!
(Yebo! Sharp sharp!)
Arsenal, the real deal, we no dey fear!