This is a song about "Bethany loving bradley"

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

Came to the uk with one suitcase, they were loving the view

Me and you just need to talk a bit

That your buying and there loving it,

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

R.i.p to the victims reach out and take my loving letter,

Loving forever no one can touch me like i got new gloves

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Loving you is clouding my head

Cutting me this worthless check

They fucking me and loving me

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Rest in peace in my loving memory

I reel them in, goadomes on see

With every stereotype against us like we're trapped in a cage

Looking in the mirror and loving this revolutionary change,