Prompt: A song that celebrates and embraces being a stoner, using repetition and strong language to convey the speaker's dedication to their lifestyle.

Response:
I'm a stoner, I'm a stoner, I'm a stoner (I'm a stoner)
I'm a stoner, I'm a stoner, I'm a stoner (Stoner!)
I'm a stoner, I'm a stoner, I'm a stoner
I'm a motherfuckin' stoner


Prompt: A confident and successful person bragging about their lavish lifestyle and connections, using slang and colloquialisms.

Response:
I just put a forty on my wrist just like a boss
I just put ten thousand on my bitch just like a boss
I just drank with YSL just like a f— boss
Just like a f— boss, just like a, ch-ch! Boss, boss!


Prompt: A rapper is talking about their recent success and wealth, describing their experiences in a boastful manner, while also comparing themselves to Fabo, a well-known rapper.

Response:
I just put a forty on my wrist just like a boss (I feel like Fabo)
I just put ten thousand on my bitch just like a boss (I feel like Fabo)
I just drank with YSL just like a f— boss (I feel like Fabo)
Just like a f— boss, just like a, ch-ch! Boss, boss!


Prompt: A rapper is bragging about their wealth and status, using expensive items and high-end brands as symbols of success.

Response:
I just put a forty on my wrist just like a boss
I just put ten thousand on my bitch just like a boss
I just drank with YSL just like a f— boss
Just like a f— boss, just like a, boss, boss


Prompt: Describe the feeling of experiencing a surge of confidence and excitement, like that of the popular artist Fabo, to emphasize the joy and energy of the moment.

Response:
I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo
I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo
I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo
I feel just like


Prompt: Rap about living life as a G (short for gangsta) and not letting others take advantage. Mention luxury brands like YSL and reference making money and having power. End the verse with a catchy phrase or chant about G's and hoes.

Response:
Yeah
Just like a G, you know?
Trouble, Trouble, what's poppin', 5?
B4, let's do it
Yee!
I wake up and go get me some new money
You know I'm livin' like a G
These lil' niggas ain't gonna take nothin' from me
You know we do it like a G
I swear to God I fuck on anyone
Just like a gangsta, just like a G
This Duct Tape and YSL
You know I do it like a G
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down


Prompt: Describe a group of people confidently expressing themselves and enjoying a wild night out.

Response:
Yeah, shinin' hard 'cause we back up (Back up)
Rose gold from your neck up (Young BL$$D, boy, you saucin')
You know shit gon' get sloppy, tryna check us (Check us)
Pop an X pill like we Malcolm (Young BL$$D, boy, you saucin'), yeah
(BL$$D)


Prompt: Create a song about navigating complex relationships and prioritizing the most important person in your life while still maintaining a sense of humor and bravado.

Response:
I'm in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
I need to cut some of 'em off, I need help
I got some bad tings, I want her to myself
Had to take the time to cut 'em off, I need help
I know how to make the girls go crazy
When you treat her like your number one baby
Put my bitches on yachts, we don't do jet-skis
Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me


Prompt: The story of a person who is in a relationship with multiple people, seeking help to manage their relationships and how they treat their partners.

Response:
I'm in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
I need to cut some of 'em off, I need help
I got some bad tings, I want her to myself
Had to take the time to cut 'em off, I need help
I know how to make the girls go crazy
When you treat her like your number one baby
Put my bitches on yachts, we don't do jet-skis
Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me


Prompt: A luxury lifestyle, the pursuit of material possessions and power, and a somewhat controversial depiction of relationships with multiple women.

Response:
I don't do jet-skis, give me the yacht please
I made you queen status, check out my lean status
I'm in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
I put my dick inside her mouth before she left
Yeah, I built relationships with all my bitches, yes
I put my dick right in her mouth before she act
I got your bitch in a backpack
I paid extra for the crib, it got a kid shack
I paid extra for the crib, it got a game room
Got a penthouse in the back, it ain't my main room
Tamika, Jo and Porsche they kept it silent
That's the only reason I let 'em fly private
Shinin' hard 'cause we back up (Back up)
Rose gold from your neck up (Yeah)
You know shit gon' get sloppy, tryna check us (Check us)
Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey


Prompt: A rapper is expressing his feelings about his multiple relationships, including a primary one, and the challenges he faces trying to manage all of them. He also talks about the luxury he can provide for these women and how he treats them.

Response:
I'm in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
I need to cut some of 'em off, I need help
I got some bad tings, I want her to myself
Had to take the time to cut 'em off, I need help
I know how to make the girls go crazy
When you treat her like your number one baby
Put my bitches on yachts, we don't do jet-skis
Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me


Prompt: Rapping about loyalty to YSL, success in life, and working with London on da Track.

Response:
Thugger, YSL for life
We ran up the digits, we ran up the money
We ran up the digits, we ran up the money
We ran up some digits...
We got London on da Track


Prompt: Imagine a song that encourages perseverance and risk-taking, despite the impermanent nature of life and the continuous cycle of birth and death.

Response:
Nigga, hustlers don't stop, they keep goin' (Yeah)
You can lose your life but it gon' keep goin' (Yeah)
Why not risk life when it's gon' keep goin'? (Yeah)
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say…


Prompt: Two people trying to accumulate wealth by any means possible, whether through investments, hard work, or other less conventional methods.

Response:
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money (Sheesh, sheesh)
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up some money
We ran up some digits, we ran up some money


Prompt: Write a song about a hustler who is constantly grinding, living large, and making their presence known, while also acknowledging the risks and the cycle of life.

Response:
I'm leanin' like I'm on a fifth of the Henny
I talk lots of shit like my bitches and digits
They didn't know me well so I left 'em with wishes
You know its a drought when you grind and can't flip it (Wow, woo)
I'm livin' big, I swear to God I'm Liu Kang kickin' (What?)
Montana
Mama gon' slime, hustle
Dopeboy, hair grey like a grandma
You know my ice blingin', light up just like a candle (Ah)
Rollie pollie, I can control shawty like a channel (Rollie, Rollie)
My racks are squeakin', I'm not fartin'
I hop in that 'Rari, I crank up like Warren
You might also like
Nigga, hustlers don't stop, they keep goin' (Yeah)
You can lose your life but it's gon' keep goin'
Why not risk life when it's gon' keep goin'? (Yeah, just know that)
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say…


Prompt: A song about people accumulating wealth and being successful through their efforts.

Response:
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up some money
We ran up some digits, we ran up some money


Prompt:
I'ma move me some dope like I'm Future" - I'm going to do something extraordinary, just like Future.

"I'ma go in that bit' with a ruler" - I'll measure my success carefully.

"I'ma toast me a nigga like Strudels" - I'll pay a compliment to someone, like Strudels.

"I'ma keep a red flag 'cause I'm boolin'" - I'll set a warning sign, because I'm confident.

"I know some roll

Response:
I'ma move me some dope like I'm Future
I'ma go in that bit' with a ruler
I'ma toast me a nigga like Strudels
I'ma keep a red flag 'cause I'm boolin' (Woah, flatt, hahaha)
I know some roller spaces, I could duly (Woo, rollin', rollin')
Yeah, yeah, I'm screamin', "Oh my God," like Cooly (Oh my God)
When I snort it, I feel like I was aborted (Huh, what?)
If I ever adore you, bae, you better drive what's foreign (Foreign)
I've been gettin' money before the music, fuck Pandora (Fuck, fuck)
I just do this shit when I get bored
Nigga, hustlers don't stop, they keep goin' (Yeah)
You can lose your life but it's gon' keep goin' (Yeah)
Why not risk life when it's gon' keep goin'? (Yeah)
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say...


Prompt: Rapidly accumulating wealth, material success, and financial gains are discussed in the context of rapid upward progress in the song lyrics.

Response:
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money
We ran up them digits, we ran up that money (Run it up, run it up)
We ran up them digits, we ran up the money
We ran up them digits, we ran up some money
We ran up some digits, we ran up some money


Prompt: A confident and wealthy individual is enjoying a wild night out, boasting about their wealth and the pleasures they can afford, including a luxurious watch, a promiscuous partner, and a high-end vehicle.

Response:
Okay, my money way longer than a NASCAR race (Yeah)
I told her keep going on the gas, fuck the brakes
Only here for one night, let me put it on your face
Let a nigga nut, only way I'll go to sleep (Woo)
Boolin', rockin' all the Franck Muller (Franck Muller)
I know some hoes with good head, fuck a tutor (Good head)
So many hundreds, how the hell I'm going to lose 'em? (Gonna lose 'em)
Put me in the Jaggy or the Wraith and now I'm coolin' (Skrrt, skrrt)


Prompt: A rapper brags about his wealth, his taste in luxury watches, his sexual encounters, and his fancy cars.

Response:
Okay, my money way longer than a NASCAR race (Slatt)
I told her keep going on the gas, fuck the brakes
Only here for one night, let me put it on your face (Slatt)
Let a nigga nut, only way I'll go to sleep (Slatt)
Boolin', rockin' all the Franck Muller (Slatt, slatt)
I know some hoes with good head, fuck a tutor (Slatt, slatt)
So many hundreds, how the hell I'm going to lose 'em?
Put me in the Jaggy or the Wraith and now I'm coolin'


Prompt: Create a song about a person who is constantly on the lookout for potential threats, while also showing off their own prowess and swagger.

Response:
Nigga, watch that dog (Yeah), watch (Watch, watch)
Niggas plottin' on the boy, spot 'em (Uh)
Put the target on they head, dot 'em, dot 'em, dot 'em (Ooh)
And I'm good, got a rabbit's foot in my wallet (Woo)
Tell 'em pick it up then drop it, drop it (Drop it)
Do some sit ups then show your body (Then show it)
Got her bent up, I done took a gram of Molly (Whoa)
Her car dented up like she rent to everybody (Haha)
Do my yay, I'll do (Hey, hey)
Do my yay, I'll do (Yeah, yeah)
Do my yay, I'll do (Yeah, yeah)
Do my yay, I'll do


Prompt: A confident man who enjoys spending money on luxury items and experiences, boasting about his wealth and sexual prowess.

Response:
Okay, my money way longer than a NASCAR race (Yeah)
I told her keep going on the gas, fuck the brakes
Only here for one night, let me put it on your face (Yeah)
Let a nigga nut, only way I'll go to sleep (Woo)
Boolin', rockin' all the Franck Muller (Franck Muller)
I know some hoes with good head, fuck a tutor (Good head)
So many hundreds, how the hell I'm going to lose 'em? (Gonna lose 'em)
Put me in the Jaggy or the Wraith and now I'm coolin' (Hey)


Prompt: A song about a young man named Cassius who is known for his ability to quickly handle situations and has a talent for making quick decisions.

Response:
I done put twenty up under the SIG
You dig? You dig? You dig? (That boy Cassius)
Ayy (Wheezy Beats)


Prompt: A rapper describing their lifestyle and achievements, using slang and street talk.

Response:
I done put twenty inside the SIG (You dig?)
I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig?)
I pull up to your block and I pop at your bitch (You dig?)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig? You dig? You dig?)
Since I was a youngin, I been gettin' dough (You dig? You dig?)
I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig? You dig?)
I want hella Xans, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)


Prompt: A confident rapper describes their recent actions involving a SIG, confrontation with a rival, and their fondness for wealth, luxury, and drugs.

Response:
I done put twenty inside the SIG (You dig?)
I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig?)
I pull up to your block and I pop at your bitch (You dig?)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig? You dig? You dig?)
Since I was a youngin, I been gettin' dough (You dig? You dig?)
I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig? You dig)
I want hella Xans, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)


Prompt: A rapper is looking to hook up with a female acquaintance who seems interested but is playing hard to get. They're making their move by expressing their intentions and curiosity about what she has to say.

Response:
Thugger Thugger, baby
Fuck all that, let's get to it
What lil' shawty say?


Prompt: Write a song about a wild adventure, including a flight where something unusual happens, going hunting, exploring Cali, and the complexities of relationships.

Response:
She suck on that dick on the plane and I just call her airhead (Woo! Hee!)
I just went hunting, I found me a rabbit, I picked out the carrots (Picked out the carrots)
I'm just tired of smoking kushy, I need some Moonrock out in Cali (Uh-uh-uh)
I got a white bitch and she give me that Becky but her name is Sari (Hee!)


Prompt: Write a song about a player who enjoys being with multiple women, has a luxurious lifestyle, and is not looking for a serious commitment, while also incorporating references to popular culture and humor.

Response:
I pimp, I don't play with them
She bad, I might stay with her
Stack it up like a Lego, yeah
Homicide, you can lay with them (Yeah)
Got some hoes, you can slay with them
You know that we players, we paying 'em (Yeah)
She can't be my wife, I can't lay in there (Nah)
Diamonds all black like I'm racist now (Hee, hee)


Prompt: The song is about a man who describes his various experiences, including relationships, lifestyle choices, and desires.

Response:
She suck on that dick on the plane and I just call her airhead (Woo! Hee!)
I just went hunting, I found me a rabbit, I picked out the carrots (Picked out the carrots)
I'm just tired of smoking kushy, I need some Moonrock out in Cali (Uh-uh-uh)
I got a white bitch and she give me that Becky but her name is Sari (Hee!)


Prompt: Describe a scene where a confident, rich, and powerful individual is involved in the criminal underworld, surrounded by women and material wealth, and using his resources and connections to maintain his position and lifestyle.

Response:
I pimp, I don't play with them
She bad, I might stay with her
Stack it up like a Lego, yeah
Homicide, you can lay with them (Yeah)
Got some hoes, you can slay with them
You know that we players, we playing 'em (Yeah)
She can't be my wife, I can't lay in there (Nah)
Diamonds all black like I'm racist now (Hee, hee)
You can't take jack, fall into this mouse trap (Bitch)
Ri-ri-riding through the bity, got a AK on my lap (Skrr)
I'm not talking shit, but I'm ready to shoot some craps
If he think he wanna see me, I'ma send a hundred straps
(Lil' Blood)


Prompt: In this song, the artist is talking about their wealth, style, and preferences when it comes to women. They mention their expensive clothes, jewelry, and their willingness to help others. However, they express frustration with dishonest people, and they express a desire to find reliable, high-quality women.

Response:
I—I—I got some birds like I'm Julio (Yeah)
My outfit outdated, it's Coogi though (Yeah)
I want pussy or head, you a groupie ho
Balmain with a motherfuckin' Gucci coat (Damn)
I won't talk to that bitch, let that coochie know (Yeah)
Yeah, let that coochie know (Let it know)
Diamonds from Tiffany Co (Yeah)
Paid a whole hundred racks for those (Racks)
You should get down with this slime shit (Slime)
Tonight I'm 'bout geeked out my mind shit
My credit good, I don't need a dime shit
Pour Act' inside that lemon lime shit
That petty thief need to stop tryin' shit
If you need help I got some dime bitches
I cannot stand none these lyin' bitches
I need a website for some fine bitches


Prompt: Write a song about a man's wild experiences with different women and his love for luxury items, all set to a catchy beat.

Response:
She suck on that dick on the plane and I just call her airhead (Woo! Hee!)
I just went hunting, I found me a rabbit, I picked out the carrots (Picked out the carrots)
I'm just tired of smoking kushy, I need some Moonrock out in Cali (Uh-uh-uh)
I got a white bitch and she give me that Becky but her name is Sari (Hee!)
I pimp, I don't play with them
She bad, I might stay with her
Stack it up like a Lego, yeah
Homicide, you can lay with them (Yeah)
Got some hoes, you can slay with them
You know that we players, we playing 'em (Yeah)
She can't be my wife, I can't lay in there (Nah)
Diamonds all black like I'm racist now (Hee, hee)


Prompt: A rapper boasts about their swag and confidence, expressing their dominance and ability to outsmart their opponents, while also mentioning their sexual prowess and unique personality.

Response:
I done figured this shit out, if you think you gon' bite on my swag, it's a virus (Oh)
I don the swag and I pull up on bitches dressed in all white like Miley Cyrus (Yeah)
No, I'm not gay, I fuck bitches on bitches, I whip out, she suck on my private (Suck it)
Lil' nigga play, I'ma catch him down bad and then stick 'em, fold 'em like a wallet (Ooh)
I swear to God there's only one of me and these bitches three-deep like a trident (Ooh)
I'm walkin' through it like tons of the ones and these bitches grabbin', I'm at Follies (Ooh)
Fuck nigga try me, I swear to God, lil' whoadie pull up and pop at his noggin' (Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
Bitch, I got water, I look like I'm fresh from Hawaii


Prompt: A young, carefree individual expresses their excitement for living life to the fullest, prioritizing their own desires over traditional responsibilities, and ultimately reveling in the joy of living without any encumbrances.

Response:
Havin' the time of my motherfuckin' life
I'm gonna buy everything I want, I can't think twice
You can turn the ice tray off, baby, I'm havin' ice
As long as I live, wouldn't want a wife


Prompt: Write a song that encourages people to let loose, have fun, and enjoy themselves in the present moment.

Response:
Hey, a good time
Hey, let's have a good time, hey, a very good ti-i-ime
Hey, let's have a very good time
Hey, a very good time, hey-ooh, let's have a very good ti-i-ime


Prompt: A group of friends gather for a night out, determined to enjoy their wealth, women, and success. They recount their recent experiences and express their ambitions to continue winning in life.

Response:
(It's Guwop), again
Thugger and Guwop, again
Chasin' that guap, again
That my lil' whoadie, again
We chasin' that money baby, again
We fuckin' your homie's baby, again
Pay if you owe me baby, go and show me, baby
Pull up and pour it
I'ma go gold and you know it
I got gold on my Rollie
And I'm real right like a poet (Slatt)
I look like a dope boy, I know it (Woo)
I know I'ma win it like Floyd (I win)
I became an important lil' boy (Became)
Money long like a sock with some shorts (Woo, woo)
Whippin' that bitch
She whip out that dick
She suckin', damn, she fuckin', damn
Sittin' a band on her knees like a bucket, damn, yeah


Prompt: A group of friends is gathered around a boombox, excitedly listening to their favorite song by a popular artist, featuring a catchy chorus about a character named Thugger and their producer Metro Boomin wanting more.

Response:
Thugger
The Thugger, baby, yeah
(Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro)
Metro! Hee
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
And what?
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)


Prompt: Create a song about a day in the life of a character that seems to be involved in various risky situations, including drug use and violence, and emphasizes the character's loyalty to their crew ("Hercu-Hercules").

Response:
Shit, shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick
Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit
All my signs red like a stop, nigga, no pit
I’m on the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' Martians, woah
In a foreign yesterday, I was just walkin', woah
Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah
All-red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah (skrt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hercu-Hercules (whoa, yeah, yeah, hey, hey)
Hercu-Hercules (heeh, heeh, yay, heeh, heeh)
Hercu-Hercules (ooh, yah, yaaaaah, yeah, yeah)
Hercu-Hercules (I got, I got, I got lean)


Prompt: Thugger Thugger, a confident and fashionable character, brags about his fresh gear and luxurious lifestyle, while his producer Metro Boomin wants to continue creating successful tracks together.

Response:
Thugger Thugger said he have a brand new stick
Thugger Thugger sittin' on some fashion shit
Thugger Thugger still livin' like a boss
YSL my team, my squad
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga


Prompt: Write a song about a person who is drawn to the party drug Molly, is not afraid to express their age, and has connections with a person named Papi who can steal from others. They also spend time with a group of young friends, sometimes engaging in activities together.

Response:
Eighty-hundred capsules of Molly
Just be very still, I ain't gonna hurt anybody
Hell nah, I ain't 12, but if I like it, I cop it
I met Papi and he say he good at uploadin' wallets
Catch me ridin' with them slimes 'cause them my youngins
Catch me boolin' with them slimes 'cause them my youngins
I be slimin' with them slimes 'cause them my youngins
Catch me slidin' with the slimes 'cause them my youngins (Hey)


Prompt: Celebrate your luxury lifestyle with friends and admirers, emphasizing your connection to the fashionable brand of Givenchy.

Response:
(Ayy) Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes
(What, Givenchy, Givenchy)
Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes
For sure, for sure (Givenchy)
Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes
For sure, for sure (Givenchy)
Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes
And that is for sure, it's for sure (For sure)


Prompt: Write a song that explores the depth of loyalty and love in a relationship by asking questions about the willingness to stand by their partner's side in different life situations.

Response:
Tell a nigga, would you ride for a nigga, baby? (Yeah)
Would you die for a nigga, baby? Hey (Would ya?)
Baby girl, would you cry for your nigga, baby?
Would you cry for your nigga, baby?
Ayy (Ayy), baby girl, what you know, what you know 'bout that?
What you know 'bout that? You don’t know nothin' (Uh-uh)
Baby girl, what you know 'bout that, 'bout that?
What you know 'bout that? You don't know nothin'


Prompt: A conversation between a man and a woman, where he questions her loyalty and devotion to their relationship, using strong language and a catchy rhythm.

Response:
Baby girl, would you ride for your nigga?
Would you ride for your nigga?
Would you die for a nigga? Hey (Would you?)
Baby girl, would you cry for your nigga?
Would you die for your nigga?
Would you ride for your nigga? Hey (Would you?)
Baby girl, what you know, what you know 'bout that?
What you know 'bout th-that? You don’t know nothin'
Baby girl, what you know, what you know 'bout that?
What you know 'bout that? What you know 'bout tha—
(Rich Gang)


Prompt: Imagine a song where the artist collaborates with several contributors, creating a catchy tune that celebrates having their significant other by their side in London.

Response:
We got London on the track
Got my bae with me, you know what I'm sayin'?


Prompt: A song about a past relationship, filled with regrets and unfulfilled desires, and ending with a powerful, honest moment.

Response:
If she don't get what she want she whine
I reminisce when I get high (I'm so high)
Looked up baby and say goodbye
I tied my ties, she no longer cry, look you in your eyes
Tell you that


Prompt: A song about the singer's past mistakes and their relationship with a significant other, including the pursuit of wealth and the importance of loyalty.

Response:
Damn, I broke her heart, now my heart hurt
I don't know why but I done cut down on that syrup
At least I got that lil' bitch ballin', she don't gotta work
Oh-no-no, she ain't had no job, but she having purses
Yeah-yeah-yeah, she know I'm the truth, places I'm in first
No-no-no, I don't want you bitches, y'all basic and thirsty (Y'all soft)
Yeah-yeah, she taught me well, it took some time, but it was worth it
She get on top and she ride it, Kentucky derby
You should see, I count that money like a nerd bitch
I'ma ball some with my dawgs but they ain't Courage
Her whole body same color, I call it perfect


Prompt: Reflecting on a past relationship and the highs and lows, the narrator is attempting to move on and focus on their well-being while acknowledging the imperfections of the person they once cared for. They are seeking comfort and support from their surroundings, emphasizing their desire for positivity and growth.

Response:
Since she don't get what she want she whine
I reminisce when I get high (Yeah)
Looked up baby and say goodbye (Bobby Bruh)
I tied my ties, she no longer cry, look you in your eyes
Tell you that, I know she worth it
No, these ain't no drugs, I know she worth it
Yah, my mama say that she ain’t perfect
But if this is how I'm feelin', it's gonna work
Yeah, roll me some kush I don't want no purp


Prompt: Describe a conversation between two friends talking about their new clothing and fashion choices, and referencing the slang term "drip" to describe their confident and stylish appearance.

Response:
Ayy, ayy (Dun, dun, dun)
This real talk type shit, I swear to God (Dun-un-un, dun, dun, dun)
We just gon' call this shit "Drip," you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy


Prompt: A group of friends are getting ready to travel to Europe and the UK, spending a significant amount of money on the trip. They find a surprising fact about rats and share their excitement for their journey. They also discuss their skills and confidence, as well as a recent legal situation that involves an appeal.

Response:
Everybody got they passport ready to dip, uh
Europe, UK, twenty-five thousand dollars on a trip (Yeah, yeah)
I just, I just found out rats can use they lips (Yeah)
I got, I got, I got me a thirty round clip (Pew-pew)
I got one in the head, thirty-one rounds on my hip, ayy (Yeah, on my hip)
Okay, Lil Dora said I was born with the skill, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My lawyer say it's guaranteed when he appeal (He appeal)
I got a bad bitch wit' me, and yeah, she strip


Prompt: A song about living lavishly, expressing attraction, and bragging about achievements with a focus on money, fashion, and lifestyle.

Response:
Ayy, flood her bank account with bands 'cause she feelin' me (Feelin' me)
Nigga, cash on delivery (Delivery)
If it's a snake on my clothes then it's double G
I don't like police hoes, ain't no cuffin' me
All my diamonds dancin' like they Bruce Lee (Wah)
Check out my smile, I got some new teeth
Pop a molly now I'm in the fuckin' air
Cloud nine, nigga smokin' like the fuckin' bear


Prompt: A rapper is boasting about their wealth, material possessions, and high-end brand names, while warning others not to underestimate them and their friends, who are associated with the YSL mafia.

Response:
Big di'-diamonds but we call 'em jewels (Call 'em jewels)
All, all these racks, think I sell dog foods (I sell dog food)
Drip, I spend thousand on my fuckin' shoes (Three thousand on shoes)
Pull up in this Ave, it cost the Christian Loubes (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, watch your mouth, we ain't fuckin' cool (Fuckin' cool)
YSL the mafia, that's a fuckin' fool (Fuckin' fools)
Take this shit out and shoot (Grra, grra, grra)


Prompt: A song that features multiple artists and a catchy chorus about an event where the queen is called for.

Response:
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Somebody called for the queen?
Oh, oh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, oh
Thugger (rrrrr)
Mmm, ayy


Prompt: A group of talented musicians, known as the "AP gang," are celebrating their recent success by creating a song that blends their unique style with popular themes and references.

Response:
Mafia
Billboard Hitmakers
Yeah, AP gang, bitch, you know what I'm sayin'?
Level up
Yeah, AP gang
(Big ice)


Prompt: A song about a night out with friends, where someone challenges their friend to pour a drink, leading to a fun and boisterous atmosphere.

Response:
Pour that shit up fool, it's ours
Ha
Monster!
Man so you ain't gon' pour?
Oh, so you're gonna make a nigga beg you to pour?
Okay bool, you dig?
(Wheezy Beats)
Uh


Prompt: A song collaboration between various artists including Young Moolah, Rich Gang, and London on da Track, emphasizing the importance of taking care of someone special.

Response:
(Take care of her)
Now
Young Moo–, Young Moolah, baby
(Take care of her)
Young Moo–, Young Moolah, baby
(Take care of her)
Rich Gang
(Take care of her)
We got London on da Track
Hey!


Prompt: A song about prioritizing the well-being of a loved one and ensuring their protection, with a focus on providing for and taking care of a significant female figure in the narrator's life.

Response:
(Aah!)
Rich Gang
Don't get scared now, pussy nigga
Ayy
Take care of her! (Her, I'ma take care of her)
If, if I don't do nothin' in the world, swear to God I'll take care of her (Yeah, I'ma take care of her)
Take care of lil' mama, take care of baby mama (Take care of baby mama)
Take care of her (Take care of lil' mama)
Take care of her (Take care of my mama), take care of her (I'ma take care of baby mama)
Take care of her (Take care of lil' mama, take care of my mama)
Ooh-aah!


Prompt: A song about the thrill of a passionate relationship, where the partners enjoy feeling the intensity of their emotions and connections.

Response:
(Yeah, oh...) I swear to God she wanna feel it
(Yeah, oh...) When I do wrong, bae make me feel it
(Ohh, oh...) I only get it when I feel it
(Ohh, oh...) Yeah, yeah


Prompt: A relationship where the partners are highly attuned to each other's desires and emotions, and the importance of honest communication and understanding each other's boundaries.

Response:
(Yeah, oh...) I swear to God she wanna feel it
(Yeah, oh...) When I do wrong, bae make me feel it
(Ohh, oh...) I only get it when I feel it
(Ohh, oh...) Yeah


Prompt: Create a song that expresses the thrill of romantic excitement, focusing on the emotions felt and the strong connection between the lovers.

Response:
Yeah, oh...
Yeah, oh...
Ohh, oh...
Ohh, oh...
(Yeah, oh...) I swear to God she wanna feel it
(Yeah, oh...) When I do wrong, bae make me feel it
(Ohh, oh...) I only get it when I feel it
(Ohh, oh...) Yeah, yeah


Prompt: Describe a luxurious lifestyle involving expensive items and a sense of power, with the underlying theme of confidence and attractiveness.

Response:
Rose gold seats on a fuckin' helicopter
Double C, no Chanel, 'cause she bad, bad, bad
Ridin' Kawasaki, and I could cop you a new 'Rari
Let you ride it, know your route and you're bad, bad, bad
No playin', no Atari, I won't play with you for nothin'
I can eat you like Hibachi 'cause you bad, bad, bad
I just took the doors off the 'Ghini, now I'm ridin'
And I'm slidin' in her sideways, now she call me her zaddy


Prompt: Imagine a scene where the protagonist is going to a meeting with someone they consider a bad influence, but they don't want to go. Instead, they choose to make a bold statement and arrive in an unconventional way, making it clear they're not messing around.

Response:
Take the four doors off of the Jeep (Bad, bad, bad)
I ain't doin' no swaps with a freak, uh (Bad, bad, bad)
We can handle this shit out in the streets, yeah (Bad, bad, bad)
I ain't goin' to a house for a meetin', yeah (Bad, bad, bad)
Pull up in a truck, any season
Niggas never comin' out, then we leavin'
How could nigga take a loss if he leavin'?
Quickly take off like I'm LeBron


Prompt: A confident and flirtatious man expresses his intentions to a potential partner, emphasizing the importance of not taking their connection for granted.

Response:
Yeah, what up? (Ooh)
I'm tryna put my dick inside of your panties, yeah (Ooh)
You bet' not take this shit for granted


Prompt: Imagine being at a music festival, surrounded by friends, and having an exciting day filled with fun activities and experiences.

Response:
I'm at Rolling Loud, right there rolling out
Smokin' Backwoods and holdin' bae
(Wheezy Beats)
I was gettin' protected by my savages
Yellow school buses, that's a Xanny
Causin' me to sleep and I ain't plan it (Yeehaw)
I got some jobs all day (Jobs all day, yeah)
Roll out the jar all day (All day)
I be on Mars all day (All day, yeah)
I'm with the stars all day, uh (All day)
Boss all day (Boss all day, yeah)
Roll up the raw all day (All day)
Babysit your dog all day (All day, yeah)
'Bout to watch you jog all day


Prompt: A song about the importance of family and friends, questioning the current state of the world, and feeling emotionally detached or isolated.

Response:
Like family don't matter (Oh, oh)
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Oh, oh, oh, woah)
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Woah, oh, oh, oh, hmm)
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Oh, oh, ooh, what's the deal? Oh, woah)
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Woah, woah, what's poppin', what's the deal? Woah, woah)
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Woah, oh, what's poppin'? Oh, oh, hmm)
What's poppin', what's the deal? (Oh, oh)
My heart so cold, I need a icebox
My heart so cold, I need a icebox
Icebox Jewelry
I need help, come and rescue me


Prompt: Write a song about confronting someone who boasted about their intentions but has since changed their behavior.

Response:
So what's up with all that goddamn tough talk you had earlier on the phone, you know what I'm saying?
When you said you was gon' goddamn do this and that to me when you saw me?  (Freaky-deeky)
Where all that at? Oh, I thought so
You got high a level of confidence, you know what I'm saying
(Wheezy Beats)


Prompt: Create a song lyrics about a person's sexual fantasies and experiences, including a partner's desire to fulfill their wildest desires and the resulting passionate moments.

Response:
You said you gon' fuck me to death when you see me
You said that, you said that (You said that)
You said you gon' do me the worst
I remember you right when you said that (I remember you)
You said you gon' kiss from my neck to my chest
To my navel and dick and nuts (You said all that)
We talked about everything
Then you know that we got us some making up (Ooh)
I lick on that puss on a pill
And I make her stand up like some bunny ears (Bunny ears)
I bite on her butt and I suck on her toes
And her soul go outta here (Go outta here)
She look at him like he roadkill and I turned 'round her life
Like I'm Dr. Phil (Dr. Phil)
Let's get freaky deeky 'round here


Prompt: Create a catchy and repetitive chorus for a song about someone wanting to hear the listener's response or opinion.

Response:
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (Say now)
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say now (Say now), ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah


Prompt: Write a song about a lover who makes bold promises and eventually delivers, with passionate and kinky moments that leave the other person stunned and amazed.

Response:
You said you gon' fuck me to death when you see me
You said that, you said that
You said you gon' do me the worst
I remember you right when you said that
You said you gon' kiss from my neck to my chest
To my navel and dick and nuts
We talked about everything
Then you know that we got us some making up
I lick on that puss on a pill
And I make her stand up like some bunny ears (Some bunny ears)
I bite on her butt and I suck on her toes
And her soul go outta here (Outta here)
She look at him like he roadkill and I turned 'round her life
Like I'm Dr. Phil
Let's get freaky deaky around here


Prompt: Create a song that expresses a feeling of urgency and excitement, emphasizing the need for immediate attention and connection.

Response:
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (Say now)
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, hey, hey


Prompt: A song inspired by the resilience and strength of someone who has overcome cancer, featuring collaborations with various artists.

Response:
Ayy, fuck cancer, shout out to Boosie (Ear Drummers)
I fuck your main bitch, I gave her cooties (Mike WiLL Made-It)
Slime Season, hey


Prompt: A confident and successful individual, surrounded by loyal friends, enjoys life and their newfound wealth and power. They face haters and challenges but are determined to stay on top. The song describes their swag, their taste for exotic drinks, and their sexual prowess, while also hinting at their mysterious lifestyle.

Response:
Get it, all my niggas, yeah, they with it (Woah)
'Cause these pussy niggas hatin' (Yeah)
They trying to knock me off my pivot (Woah, hey)
I'm a boss, I call the shots (Woah)
I leave these pussy niggas missing
And I'm whipping like I'm gifted (Sheesh)
You can catch me in the kitchen, hey (Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)
I don't want no brown, I want a syrup bottle (Syrup bottle)
I put it down and then she started stalking (She started looking for me)
Pop all the Perky, yeah, a halftime (Halftime)
Lil' mama pussy soaking, yeah, it's bath time (Bath time)


Prompt: Write a song about a confident and powerful individual who is asserting their dominance, addressing their haters, and enjoying life with their loyal friends. Mention activities such as whipping in the kitchen, drinking syrup, and sharing moments of indulgence with a close companion. Also, highlight the person's carefree attitude and focus on success and wealth.

Response:
Get it, all my niggas, yeah, they with it (Woah)
'Cause these pussy niggas hatin' (Yeah)
They trying to knock me off my pivot (Woah, hey)
I'm a boss, I call the shots (Woah)
I leave these pussy niggas missing
And I'm whipping like I'm gifted (Sheesh)
You can catch me in the kitchen, hey (Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)
I don't want no brown, I want a syrup bottle (Syrup bottle)
I put it down and then she started stalking (She started looking for me)
Pop all the Perky, yeah, a halftime (Halftime)
Lil' mama pussy soaking, yeah, it's bath time (Bath time)
Split this Perc' with me, lil' bitch, you know it's halftime
She wetter than an ocean, yeah, it's bath time
Little bitch gon' bring me back some dollar signs
And I'ma let you ride her like a Pathfinder (Yep)


Prompt: A collaboration between Kanye West, Jeffery, and Wyclef, with a focus on the loyalty and trust of their group, featuring a reference to the Shotta boys and their "big toys," along with a mention of Cassius and Wheezy Beats.

Response:
Wet-wet
Jeffery, 'longside Wyclef
Nigga, bet that (Thugger)
Man, you can bet that
And the girls love the Shotta boys with them big toys, yeah
Anybody card, nigga, I got it now, now
She was too wet-wet
Swear to God I ain't lyin', yeah
Nigga, you can't do that, yeah
(That boy Cassius)
(Wheezy Beats)


Prompt: A confident and strong-willed woman driving a luxurious car and wearing Chanel, who doesn't care what others think, shares her story in a song that includes a raunchy and daring encounter.

Response:
Bet it all, bet it all (Bet)
She pulled up in a Benz truck
Chanel it up, Chanel it up (Yeah)
She peacock with the colors (Oh)
Middle finger, stick it up (Yeah)
If you ain't never gave a fuck (Fuck!)
Get behind her, put it in her butt
Then beat it up


Prompt: Write a song about a fun and adventurous romantic encounter with a woman who is both attractive and wild, filled with unique experiences and a strong sexual connection.

Response:
Jeffery, be easy
After sex she gon' wanna get married
Seen many men on Maury
Claimin' "the kid ain't my baby"
But taste the cake, I gotta have her
Shower to the big red sofa chair
Play truth or dare
Jumpin' in the pool with no swimwear gear
You keep me 'ware lookin' like a peacock
Everytime we press she be rooster
Feelin' like the big block time shift
Number one Haitian, she in love with the voodoo sex (Yeah)
Flippin' on the mat yo (Ooh)
Like Olympians in Rio, oh
Blast off like the rocket man, piano (Yep)
Scream so loud, dolphins hear the signal
Bet it all, bet it all (Bet)
She pulled up in a Benz truck
Chanel it up, Chanel it up (Hey)
She peacock with the colors (Oh)
Middle finger, stick it up (Hey, yeah)
If you ain't never gave a fuck (Fuck, yeah)
Get behind her, put it in her butt
Then beat it up


Prompt: Describe a confident and successful individual's perspective on life and relationships, highlighting their pursuit of personal gains, the people they encounter, and their overall luck and success.

Response:
Bet it up, yeah yeah, bet it up, yeah
When I fuck it I'ma fuckin' fuck it up yeah
I ain't pillow talking, ain't tryna get stuck with
A fat bitch, fuck around and be your luck
Good problem, you can't never and you stuck with it
Girl I see you tryna inchy inchy up with me
Long as you operate your own motherfucking business
I'ma make sure that you never go without, get it
Fat bone that she feel on
Good eyes, you can't do wrong
Good feet looking unique
Pockets fat like Monique
Got a trophy with the Rollie
Now she acting like she owe me, owe me
Yeah, you don't ever ever owe me
Good luck like a four leaf, four leaf


Prompt: A woman's confidence and boldness in her style and lifestyle choices, with references to luxury items, the middle finger, and non-traditional relationships.

Response:
Bet it all, bet it all
She pulled up in a Benz truck
Chanel it up, Chanel it up
She peacock wit the colors
Middle finger, stick it up
If you ain't never gave a fuck
Get behind her, put it in her butt
Then beat it up


Prompt: You said no interest, said you found a better climax, said he's swagged out, and you leave. It feels like a shot to the back, through the nose of a barrel, and you don't want to go, but leave as if it's nothing.

Response:
You said no interest (Tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (Tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he's swagged out (Tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (Tsh-tsh-tsh)
It's like a shot to the back (Tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel (Tsh-tsh-tsh)
For you don't want to go (Tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it's nothing (Tsh-tsh-ah)
You said no interest, said you found a better climax
You said he's swagged out, you leave
It's like a shot to the back
Through the nose of a barrel
For you don't want to go
But leave, like it's nothing
(We got London On Da Track)


Prompt: A group of friends gather in a car and cruising through the neighborhood, reminiscing about their childhood experiences while reflecting on the life lessons they learned along the way.

Response:
(Wheezy Beats)
Yeah, yeah
Nigga, what?
Yeah, ayy, yeah


Prompt: Describe a confident and carefree individual who is enjoying the perks of their lifestyle and fame, and has no qualms about expressing their preferences and experiences.

Response:
I know all my whips are foreign, I know all your bitches borin'
I know I gained me some weight when I was tourin'
Fresh and clean like a newborn, I wet that bitch and then wet yours
I ride that beat with no insurance (What you tell 'em, Thugger?)


Prompt: You need to confront someone who has been disrespectful or challenging your authority. Use a catchy and repetitive phrase to emphasize the importance of standing up to them.

Response:
Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid (Woo)
Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid (Skrrt)
Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid (Whoa)
Pull up on a kid, baby, pull up on a kid (Whoa, skrrt-skrrt)
Pull up on a kid (Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up)
You need to pull up on a kid (Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up)
You need to pull up a on kid (What?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


Prompt: A young rapper rapping about their unique style, references to money (green), their slang (slatt), and clean lyrics, all while mentioning their stage name, Yak.

Response:
(Yak!)
OG, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woo, green, green
Ha, slatt, yeah, yeah
Clean, clean, Yak


Prompt: A song that describes the temptation to take Xanax with someone and the desire to be present in their life, with the hope that they would cancel their plans to be with the singer.

Response:
Yeah, yeah
If I take these Xans with you
If I take these Xans
Would you cancel all your plans?
I got all the plans for you
I got all the plans, if I take a Xan
If I take these Xans with you
Would you cancel all your plans?
I got all the plans, if I spend these bands with you
Would you pull up on a man? Do it on demand?
If I take all of these Xans with you?
Would you cancel all your plans?
I got all the plans, I got all the plans for you
If I take all of these Xans
Would you cancel all your plans?
I got, I got all the plans for you
Yeah


Prompt: A young and confident rapper, known as Young Skooly, is expressing his swag and attracting attention from people around him, while also referencing his connection to Young Thug and being a dangerous, yet playful presence.

Response:
(Hee!)
I'm swaggin, committed
Young Skooly, ayy, hold it (Hold)
Them booties, they callin' (Brr)
I fuck 'em, I duck 'em (Yeah)
Hah, I'm swaggin' (Swag)
Young Thugger, I'm bleedin' (Thugger)
Young nigga make it rain for no reason
Hah, hah, hah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a real beast (Yeah)
Lil bear, big bear (Grr)
Killer, killa
No wolf trap, kidnap (Swoo!)
You might also like
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah (Thugger)
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)


Prompt: A rapper is boasting about their confidence and prowess, using various slang terms and references to their strong presence and authority.

Response:
I'm beasting, neck glacial (Thugger)
I'm icy (agh), a penguin (hah)
I pop-pop the forty (yee)
I cut-cut, then snort it (yee)
Nigga, watch out (woo), baby, hold up (woo)
Nigga (woo), nigga back up (ahh)
Nigga act up (woo), you get smacked up (woo)
Nigga murk you, nigga shot calls (woo)


Prompt: Celebrate a fun, energetic moment where everyone is dancing and enjoying themselves at a party.

Response:
Yeah, yeah-yeah (Hol' it)
Yeah (Hol' it), yeah-yeah (Hol' it)
Yeah (Hol' it), yeah-yeah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)


Prompt: A confident rapper with a flashy watch and car, boasting about his lifestyle and attracting attention from others, while also mentioning his loyalty and dedication to his partners in crime.

Response:
That AP, that Rollie ‘iantte
Do you see me? Not on me (Nah)
Homie-killer, kill homies (Swea)
You lil Jabronis know me (Knew it)
Impeccable (Yeah), I'm telling you (Yeah)
I bleed out (Swear), my avenue (Ice)
I promise, ain't tellin' you (Cash)
No story (Why?) I ain't flexing, fool (Swear)
Shawty's something to do (Swear to God)
But I'm doing two (Doing what?)
And I'ma do her too (Swear to God)
Got rich, got rich
Woo! (Woo)
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah


Prompt: A song describing the ups and downs of life in a small town, including the presence of both valuable and nefarious individuals.

Response:
Won't you come around, yeah
Diamonds in my town, uh
Bad guys in my town, yeah
That right there's my dime, yeah-yeah


Prompt: When listening to the song, imagine the protagonist feeling overwhelmed with pain, and the act of "painting through their brain" symbolizes releasing that pain and finding relief.

Response:
X, it takes my pain
I've been inside and jumping
Rat-tat, lose your brain
Paint that bitch right through your brain, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah


Prompt: A rapper boasting about his confidence, skills, and relationships, as well as making references to violence, drugs, and sex.

Response:
I got latitude, I was reaching out the avenue
Capture you, beat you bad, nigga, battle you
Snake shit, shoot your chest and shoot your bladder, too
Ape shit, we go monkey, go banana, too
Difference between me and him is he gon' run from you
And I'm nev' gonna run, I'ma gun at you
Hunnid K for the teeth got some gum on you
Cause my wife is too bad, she the bomb on you
Baby, suck that dick until it cum on you
I'ma suck that pussy, put some nut on you
She gon' drawdown with me, got you runnin', too
And just for that, I might put a son in you
Put that thirty piece right in my bomber, too
Quarter milli' Chanel, and she stuntin', too


Prompt: Imagine a fictional narrative about a person who has changed from being poor to being wealthy, causing conflict and jealousy among their former friends and rivals.

Response:
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done fucked her crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin'
I done did the jackin', now I'm full rappin'
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch
Had to wear the dress 'cause I had a stick
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is
I came from rags to riches, I'm the shit
I can no longer disguise it, bitch, 'cause I'm rich
I got cars galore, lil' bitch, 'cause I'm rich
I escaped every one of the licks 'cause I was supposed to be rich
I don't care nothin' 'bout no cop, I'm tellin' you just how it is


Prompt: A person excitedly assures someone not to touch their drink, while expressing their contentment in life, emphasizing that they have nothing more or less to offer.

Response:
Yeah, ever gon' see, yeah
(Wheezy Beats)
Ever gon' see, yeah, I promise!
Ever gon' see, yeah, I promise! I
Ayy, man get your mutherfuckin' hands away from my syrup man
Livin' life bro, I'm happy
Nothin’ more, nothin’ less


Prompt: Write a song that describes being a talented, wealthy, and influential individual who has a large following and is respected by many, while also touching upon the challenges and dilemmas faced by others who desire success and loyalty.

Response:
Baby, you know that I might be the realest lil' nigga you ever gon' see (You know it)
Baby, you know that I might be the trillest lil' nigga that you wanna be (Woah)
Baby, you know that I might be the richest lil' nigga you ever could treat (Rich)
And you know that I might just scoop that lil' bitch up off of her feet (Really rich)
All of these niggas they know that they fallin' and everyone wanna be me (Yeah)
All of these bitches don't wanna be cheated on but all these bitches wan' cheat (Yeah)
All of these bitches wan' be the new wifey but all of these bitches be cheatin' (Bitch)
All of these rappers I swear they watering down and I'm the chlorine, ah


Prompt: Write a song about giving someone the space and freedom to express themselves.

Response:
That's called breathin', that's how you let that bitch breathe fool
Uh, uh
Uhh
Ha, ha, ha


Prompt: Imagine if a pool cleaner, with a sense of humor, could express its thoughts and feelings. What would it say to other objects or people around the pool? How might it describe its cleaning abilities, and how it is still working despite a bit of a cold?

Response:
I'm the chlorine, bitch
Yeah, I'm 'bout to clean some motherfuckers, fool
You know what I'm sayin
I got on flue but you know I'm still drippin'
You know what I'm sayin' oh
Oh, ah, oh, ah


Prompt: A young, successful artist raps about his opulent lifestyle, influenced by his affiliation with YSL and his connection to OVO, while expressing his confidence in his charm and lifestyle choices. He references his status on the charts, the size of his Texas ranch, and his high-end possessions.

Response:
YSL'll put a nigga six feet
I ain't beggin' when I tell a bitch, "Please"
Me and lil' Thugger on fleek
Now that lil' ho wanna meet, ayy
What, what, what, what?
Fuck her on beat
OVO life not cheap
I'm a young boy too T'd
Wire just hit my account, never seen that amount, oh God, I'm geeked
Been on the charts for five hundred weeks, so somebody love when I speak
Doin' this shit just to show we get down in the 6, man, it's bigger than me
Texas ranch so big, that shit is perfect for the dippin'
I don't care how wet I get her, she won't catch me—
Three-twenty-five on the dashboard
Ride in the Porsche, rockin' Tom Ford
Rockin' her bed and the headboard
What, what, what, what?
Buyin' out Louis and Christian Dior
I took the jet to the New York store
Park at the regular airport
You stay in your feelings, was never my boy


Prompt: Write a song lyric about supporting someone through life's challenges, emphasizing unity and overcoming obstacles together.

Response:
Yeah, I got you boo
Together forever, man any problem that you got, bitch I got it too
Together forever, man any problem that you got, bitch I got it too
Wheezy beats


Prompt: A song about the importance of safety and security, with the artist expressing their readiness to protect themselves and their loved ones, and the challenges they face in order to stay safe in a world with different time zones and possible dangers.

Response:
I'll cock it back, I'm ready to fire that chrome, hey
I was out the country, ain't know what time I'm on (Different time zones)
I was tryna get the devil out of my charms
I was thankin' God, I was thankin' Allah I'm on
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe (Just to be safe)
Just to be safe, dawg (Just to be safe, dawg)
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe, dawg
Gotta make it home


Prompt: Imagine a song that celebrates the act of rolling and smoking a blunt while also highlighting the artist's unique style and confidence.

Response:
Thugger, ayy
I roll me one, smoke to the face
(Billboard Hitmakers)
I roll me one, smoke to the face, ayy (Ayy)
Roll up a blunt and I'ma face it, yeah, yeah
King Slime (Ayy, ayy)
Hey


Prompt: A song where the artist is talking about the constant politics and drama surrounding legal cases, and how they plan to confront it by having someone roll them a blunt to face the challenges head on.

Response:
(Ayy, ayy)
They politickin' 'bout these cases ('Tickin' 'bout these cases)
Hey, ooh-ayy
I told her roll me up a blunt and I'ma face it (And I'ma face)
Ayy (Yeah)


Prompt: Write a song about a person who is involved in questionable activities, has a flashy watch, and has a girl who has been showing appreciation and loyalty before they became successful.

Response:
Troublemaker, man, I've been shootin' out with my neighbors, yeah (Yeah)
My lil' niggas been tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah (Yeah)
Patek Philippe, they got my wrist and they don't play with that (Patek Philippe)
She been suckin' dick way before a nigga made it, yeah (Suckin' dick)


Prompt: A scene where friends are hanging out and passing around a lighter, discussing their ambitions, lifestyle, and challenges they face.

Response:
Pass me the motherfuckin' lighter (Pass, pass)
Lil' mama overseas, I'ma Skype her (Thugger, thugger)
Nigga checkin' out the squad, tryna bite us (Slime)
But my hand is way different, got the Midas (Woo)
Ayy, do a dream with me
Ayy, do some things with me (Yeah)
Bae, drink your lean with me (Yeah)
Bae falled asleep with me (Lean, lean)
Ain't falled asleep, we drive (Woo)
Jeopardize your life or mines (Woo)
Let me fuck one more time
And I'll help you write your rhymes
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It's extremely fake
They politickin' 'bout these cases (Man, I'm gonna face it)
Hey, ooh-ayy (Motherfucking face)
I told her roll me up a blunt and I'ma face it (You can fucking face it)
Ayy


Prompt: Describe a scenario in which a person confidently takes control of a situation and their crew, while emphasizing their luxurious lifestyle and past experiences.

Response:
Troublemaker, man, I've been shootin' out with my neighbors, yeah (Aw yeah)
My lil' niggas been tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah (Brrt)
Patek Philippe, they got my wrist and they don't play with that (Patek Philippe)
She been suckin' dick way before a nigga made it, yeah, yeah (Yeah)


Prompt: A rapper is describing their past experiences and the current state of their life, including their relationships with neighbors, aspirations, flashy possessions, and a partner who has been loyal to them throughout their journey.

Response:
Troublemaker, man, I've been shootin' out with my neighbors, yeah (Yeah)
My lil' niggas been tryna trap out of the vacant, yeah (Aw yeah)
Patek Phillipe, they got my wrist and they don't play with that (Patek Phillipe)
She been suckin' dick way before a nigga made it, yeah, yeah


Prompt: In a playful, exaggerated scenario, a young woman shares her fantasies and intentions with her lover, and they indulge in a wild, passionate moment that leaves them breathless and satisfied.

Response:
I think she ready for a kiddy
She told me she gon' make me miss her
She let me wet her whole lil' ceiling
My dick like crack so yeah, I'm dealing
She gotta love him, Peter Griffin
Nut on the front of her head like I'm Eddie Griffin
I make it count, I'm a star and she can make a wish
I'm going down with her hard 'til her partition


Prompt: Write a song about completing a secret mission, desiring forgiveness, and living life as a lion and a baller.

Response:
I done completed my little mission
I put something in your stomach next to your kidney
I want nothing to do with none of these lil' bitches
I want something to do with everything and I'm willing
To go to church and ask God there for forgiveness
For everything and tell that preacher that I'm gon' remember
Him bringing you in my life and that's on my children
Fuck all them other hoes talking, they Wendy Williams
Now your wrist got ice like December
I pour out the paint like Mutumbo
I'm a fucking lion like Simba
And, yeah, my girl ballin' like Kendra


Prompt: A song about a man's sexual encounter with a woman, who expresses her readiness for him and their intense connection.

Response:
I think she ready for a kiddy
She told me she gon' make me miss her
She let me wear her whole lil' ceiling
My dick like crack so yeah, I'm dealing
She gotta love him, Peter Griffin
Nut on the front of her head like I'm Eddie Griffin
I make it count, I'm a star and she can make a wish
I'm going down with her hard 'til her partition


Prompt: A song with lyrics expressing loyalty and unity towards a specific group, while dismissing those who may not understand their perspective.

Response:
Man, fuck all y'all (Just come wit' me)
Everything I do is for us only (Yeah, yeah)
Only us, none of y'all other niggas (I know none of y'all can't tell)
It's on God
(I'm in London, got my beat from London)


Prompt: A hip-hop artist shares their experiences with success, fashion, and relationships, while also addressing personal struggles and overcoming obstacles.

Response:
Ayy, ayy, I'm drippin' again
The way that I drip this shit should be a sin
Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends
I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz
Ayy, they told me don't spend
I went got the racks and I did it again
Ayy, I think she a twin
Plus she got red calamari skin
Ayy, you don't got no wins
You should grab something white and just throw it on in
I went to school, got suspended
I told her I want some head, bobby pin
If the lil... don't got class, yeah, we call it truancy
I ain't had no money to spend
I got my first check and went paid off my rent


Prompt: A young rapper expresses his confidence, lifestyle, and experiences, as well as relationships with friends and women, describing his ambition and success.

Response:
Ayy, ayy, I'm dripping again
The way that I drip this shit should be a sin
Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends
I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz
Ayy, they told me don't spend
I went got the racks and I did it again
Ayy, I think she a twin
Plus she got red calamari skin
Ayy, you don't got no wins
You should grab something white and just throw it on in
I went to school, got suspended
I told her I want some head, bobby pin
If the lil... don't got class, yeah, we call it truancy
I ain't had no money to spend
I got my first check and went paid off my rent
Ooh, hop out the back of the turn up
Avoid all the cameras, I did it on purpose
She tryna act like she perfect
I see all the masks that you leave on the surface
She made me write all my verses in cursive
She need all them purses at Hermès
That's like 25 racks and we always on a roll
Man, we always working, let's go


Prompt: Imagine a confident and wealthy individual who has an affinity for high-end fashion and designer items, and is inspired by Buzz Lightyear and straight to Dubai.

Response:
Ay, let me pour up some Act, got some brand new graffiti
It's going down my back
I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby, girl you can pick
Rocking Giuseppe Zanotti's a night
I spent half a million designer on kits
I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby girl you can pick
I got so high, went off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear
I met a broad, skinny like nails, and I was richer than ice cream
I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron
Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express


Prompt: A lyricist reminiscing about their rise in life and career, highlighting the challenges they faced in the beginning, the success they have achieved now, and their connection to various international cities.

Response:
I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron
Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express
I'm in London, got my beat from London


Prompt: Write a song about a person's ordinary day in New York City, with a focus on their excitement and experiences while wearing diamonds and being high.

Response:
Just a typical day in New York, you know what I'm sayin'
I'm high as fuck, yeah
Diamonds on me


Prompt: A young, ambitious individual who dropped out of school to pursue success through their own means, while trying to ensure a better life for their daughter.

Response:
Dropped out of school and bought myself a chain
I must've taught myself a million things
I'm out the trap, I can sell anything
I wish I would allow myself to hear that sold dream
I pray my daughter never ever experience no train
I told her Colgate, baby, you gotta keep your teeth straight


Prompt: The lyrics describe a confident and successful individual who is flaunting their wealth and lifestyle, while also acknowledging their responsibilities and the desire to provide for their loved ones.

Response:
Yeah, bae, I'm flexing, ex textin' (Hold on, woah I'm just textin')
Brand new 'Rari, Smith and Wesson (Brand new 'Rari, woah, skrrt)
Made myself a balla, want my credit, yuh
Speaking of credit, bailiff owe me, I got credit, yuh
Vrrrm, V12, y'all ain't ready at all (Skrrt)
Trapping B's, I'm like "hurry up and buy"
Extra Draco for my pops, 'cause his birthday 4th of July
I'm so busy it's making me feel like I'm in and out my kids' lives (Hey!)


Prompt:
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
A confident person is describing their new car, stylish shoes, and flashy jewelry while flaunting their success and confident demeanor to others. They also mention a cameltoe in a subtle way, showcasing their sexual confidence.

Response:
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, New coupe, new shoes (New coupe, brand new shoes)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Red bottoms, I'm kicking shit, I'm flossing on you fools
(Flossin' on you)
Cameltoe big, I see the print inside her suit (Cameltoe)
Rose gold my jewelry up, and I'm in and out it too (In and out it)
Fuck 'em by the two and let them travel with a few


Prompt: Imagine a song that is a warning to someone who may have taken a threat too lightly, with an emphasis on the artist's serious intentions and desire for control.

Response:
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Slatt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (I'm surfin')
Woah, woah, woah
I'll totally come and shoot your shit up, know what I'm sayin'?
No cap, woah
Young SEX


Prompt: A rapper is expressing their newfound success and lifestyle, mentioning their luxury car, appearance on Forbes, their preference for nail length on their partner, and their partner's material possessions. The song also touches on a cautionary tale of the potential consequences of reckless behavior involving their children.

Response:
Fuck it, buy a pink Mercedes (Skrrt)
I made Forbes every year, lil' baby (Top the Forbes)
I don't like no long nails on my lady (Of course)
Is it you that can't reveal that I'm shady?
White toes in her heels, she the latest (Toes)
She got plastic Cartiers, think she made it (She made it)
Sucked it in the car and then my kids met the pavement
Extended pumps and F&Ns like The Matrix (Young SEX)


Prompt: Create a song about a person who has money, power, and a luxurious lifestyle, while sharing experiences with women and reflecting on past mistakes and confrontations.

Response:
I keep exotic drinks and juices by the crates (Young SEX)
She put my cum in her cup like it was shake
I'll never fuck this bitch again, it was a mistake
I'm Teletubby, diamonds green, blue, white, and grape
I can afford these black diamonds like a spade (Oh)
I maneuver through the city with a maid
I got riches and I guard 'em like the Navy
Pin it up and let me drink it like you're naked (Let's go)
It don't matter the ho call like mine baby (It don't matter)
Got a lil' money to leave your head on the pavement
Flawless carats got these niggas stand in they places
AR'd up before I come and issue statements (Young SEX)


Prompt: A song about someone who is living life to the fullest, enjoying luxuries, and embracing their unique lifestyle, including references to vehicles, fashion, and experiences.

Response:
(DY Krazy)
Yellow tape, I put that on (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, life's great (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, ice skate (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, crime pay (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, slatt, slatt (ATL Jacob, yeah, yeah)
Twenty cars, matte black (Yeah, yeah)
Surfin' at a Ritz Carlton (Yeah, yeah)
Two pink toes (Poof, poof, yeah, yeah)


Prompt: A person's struggles with addiction and their experiences in the drug-infused underworld, including the consequences of their choices, and a glimpse of their efforts to provide for a loved one.

Response:
Oxycontin what I piss
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Flip it to the dog like a dish
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Accept the loss before I quit
(Yeah, yeah, accept the loss before I quit, yeah, yeah)
She slept at the house, I bought her Ruth Chris
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)


Prompt: Create a song that emphasizes camaraderie, debauchery, and rebellion, incorporating phrases like "Got cake, mate" and "Got cups, mate" to convey a sense of celebration and shared experiences.

Response:
What's up, mate? Got cake, mate (Yeah, yeah)
Got cheese, mate, got bread, mate (Woo)
Got cups, mate (Woo, ooh), no fucks, mate (Woo, mate)
Give no fucks, mate (Woo, geeked, mate), I'm up, mate (Woo, outta shape, yeah, yeah)
It's up, mate, I buck, mate (Yeah, yeah)
I bleed, mate, he bled, mate (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Got cups, mate, (Woo) no fucks, mate
Let's fuck, mate (Woo)
Fucked my classmate (Woo), fuck, shit, let's splash, mate (Woo)
Or suck that shit, let's splash, hey
You might also like
Smokin' on loud, we don't fuck around with y'all
Wanna try this shit, let me know
We prepare first and then Columbine
Trenchcoat, under a nigga's sleeve


Prompt: A song that emphasizes the importance of personal hygiene and teaches the listener a catchy, repetitive chorus about wiping one's nose.

Response:
Wipe his nose, wipe his nose (Pussy ass nigga)
Wipe his nose, (Slatt) wipe his nose (Wipe your nose)
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose, slatt) wipe his nose (Slatt, wipe his nose)
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose), wipe his nose (Yeah, yeah)


Prompt: Write a song about a person who enjoys living life to the fullest, taking risks, and having fun with friends.

Response:
Doubled the cups and then doubled it up and I doubled it up (Yeah, yeah)
Jump in the Bentley, I jump in the truck and I trucker the truck (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Chuggin' it down, I'm smokin' a pound, I'm fuckin' around (Yeah, yeah)
Smokin' on loud, we don't fuck around with y'all


Prompt: Write a song about a character expressing their life, possessions, and achievements through a unique and playful tone, using catchphrases and slang.

Response:
What's up, mate? (Woo) Got the blicky, featherweight (Woo)
Got the cash, I bake the cake, (Woo) ayy, what's brackin', mate? (Woo)
I just sniper, mate, (Woo) chain on hydrate, mate (Woo)
Get no sleep, mate, (Woo) I'm geeked, mate, pushin' weight, outta shape (Yeah, yeah)


Prompt: A confident, wealthy individual is boasting about their flashy style, unique accessories, and their influence, as well as their desires for both physical intimacy and financial success, all while acknowledging the power they hold within their social circle.

Response:
Red wings, red bottoms, I'm a fuckin' devil (Yeah, yeah)
Twenty tennis chains on, not no Ric Flair medal (Woo, yeah, yeah)
I don't gotta run it back, you heard what Gunna tell 'em (Yeah, yeah)
Put my diamonds in a bowl, that look like Fruity Pebbles
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch wanna hit her a lick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch wanna suck on the dick, yeah
Bitch wanna get her a brick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,)
Bitch wanna fuck on a bitch (Yeah)
Bitch wanna fuck on the clique (Yeah, yeah)
Euros on euros, I'm gettin' it (Uh)
Step on the floor, now I'm lit (Woo)


Prompt: Imagine writing a song about the luxurious lifestyle and explicit experiences of someone who has just achieved great success.

Response:
Wipe his nose, wipe her nose (Woo)
Kick a door, keep the Ruger (Woo)
Put the pole in his ho, bend her over (Woo, woo, woo)
Then you buy that bitch a brand new Range Rover (Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)


Prompt: A person is experiencing a euphoric high and struggles to communicate, repeating "Woo, woo, woo". They also mention counting money and wanting to win the lottery.

Response:
I'm so high, all I can say is "Woo, woo, woo"
I can't talk, I barely could say, "Woo, woo, woo"
Count a M and count another one, ooh, ooh (Ooh)
Fuck that shit, I enter the lotto, woo, woo (Fuck it, yeah, yeah)


Prompt: A song about someone's admiration for a woman's physical features, using playful language and repetition.

Response:
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)


Prompt: A rapper just finished recording a verse in the booth and listens to the playback, expressing surprise and amusement at the lyrics he hears. He and his friends discuss how one of them had just told the same thing to some girls earlier. The rapper then boasts about his high-quality jewelry and accessories.

Response: So I just came out the booth to God damn, to hear this, to hear this shit right here. And my niggas, nigga just, nigga just said, "bruh I just told them the same shit". That nigga say he just told these girls that, he knew what I was 'bout to say. That's crazy, cray-cray, I dig though, you know what I'm sayin'? With a golden shovel, with a iced out AP, plus a Rollie bezel on another level


Prompt: Write a song about a confident and loyal gang member, who is looking out for their friends and family, and has a strong bond with a loved one.

Response:
I say bitch what is you thinkin', we Arthur Blankin’
Big checks on me and I got ranking, I'm steady ranking
Better stop listenin' to these hoes 'fore you start shrinkin'
I know I'm a blood, I'm a gang banger
I know ain't a bitch but I'm still singin'
Motherfuck the rest, they ain't really bangin'
I got the real hitters with me and they dangerous
You can't find 'em on no camera but they no namin'
Washing powder, bae, I'm tired, I've been up all night
Me and bae Bonnie Clyde, everything we do right
Love her vibe, love her vibe, she make me feel so nice
She 100, the first day we met, she let me fuck all night


Prompt: Create a song that encourages someone to take responsibility for their actions and work hard in order to achieve their goals or desires, using repetitive phrases and a catchy beat.

Response:
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, work
Do the work, baby, do the work
Tonight, baby, do the work, baby, do the work
Tonight I wanna chill so you gotta do the work (Rihanna)
If you want it, you gotta earn it
You gotta earn it, you gotta earn-earn-earn-earn-earn-earn it
If you want it bae you gotta earn it
Alright, earn-earn-earn-earn-earn-earn it, ayy


Prompt: A song about confidence and loyalty, featuring a metaphor of building a bridge that shouldn't be burned, the importance of being the number one concerned person, and a reference to having powerful and loyal German Shepherd dogs.

Response:
Build a bridge, you better not burn it, ayy
Better be the number one concerned one, ayy
I got big dogs and they German, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy


Prompt: A song describing the excitement and allure of taking a risk in life, leaving behind one's comfort zone, and the contrast between living luxuriously and maintaining humility.

Response:
(BL$$D)
I just let lil' mama suck me up, girl
Is you tryna cry in a Rolls Royce or the bus‚ girl?
I jumped off the porch and went straight up‚ girl (Straight up‚ girl)
You can leave your town and head to another world


Prompt: Write a song about someone who has grown tired of the games and deception in their relationship and decides to take matters into their own hands.

Response:
What the move?
I'm tired of eyein' you
I'm tired of spyin' on you
'Til the pain mines too
I made it rain on you
When it was hard to maintain too
I was playin' games with you
Like you could never play games too, woah (Yeah)


Prompt: 54 Contributors

Response:
Yeah, Thugger
London on da Track, nigga
Yeah, yeahhh
Yeah, yeah, yeah-ooh
Thugger


Prompt: Write a song about being a successful and wealthy individual, surrounded by haters, while also mentioning unique fashion choices and confidently having a sexual connection with a woman.

Response:
These pussy niggas peasants, yeah (What?)
All my niggas gon' be presidents, yeah (Here)
Bitch, I'm wrapped up like a present, yeah
I got credit fuck a debit (Fuck it)
And I'm the truth, this not no flexing
I got, skinny jeans with a weapon
And I'm the future and the present
Baby, pop that pussy like a Pepsi (Pop it)
Baby (Pop it), water like a water fountain
My money colored like a clown
Show me them places like a noun
She can't, can't ride this dick without a sound


Prompt: A song expressing frustration and disbelief at a recurring negative situation.

Response:
No, no-no way, no-no way (No way)
No, no-no way, no-no way (No way)
No, no-no way, no-no way (No way)
No-no way, no-no way, no-no way
No way, no way, no way no way, no-no way
No way, no way, no way no way, no-no way, no-no way
No way, no way, no-no way, no-no way
No way, no way, no-no way, no-no way


Prompt: A song about a wealthy person who has faced challenges in life, enjoys their luxurious lifestyle, and is questioned about the source of their fortune.

Response:
Everyone know I've been killed before
I've been bent like a centerfold
I crap with my money, no-oh
Drop the top, get a breeze, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Got four million in jewelry, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa)
Let that money fly to the ceiling, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh)
Did you pay someone's tuition? No-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh)
Do you own a store? No-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa)


Prompt: A girl named Magic is taken on a luxurious date, including a private jet with a flirtatious stewardess.

Response:
Ayy, I took a thottie out of Magic
Took her to the pent, then I woo-woo-woo, ayy
The private jet came with a stewardess
Like ooh-ooh-ooh


Prompt: Describe a fictional, dangerous summer full of wild car chases, exotic cars, and an intense race to defeat an enemy.

Response:
Easy money
It's about to be a surgical summer
Chop the tops off the coupes
The cuatrociento' ochenta y ocho
The Spider joint
And you know we gotta cut the heads off these snakes, right?
Watch the body drop


Prompt: Write a song about the dangerous and destructive nature of conflicts and rivalries, using food and weapons as metaphors for the consequences of these struggles.

Response:
Beef is best served like steak: well done
Get a gun in your face, bitch nigga
Beef will have you praying to God
Move your kids, have you hiding your mom
Beef is when you hide behind them other niggas
But they ain't killers they ain't pullin' them triggers, fuck niggas
Beef will have you keying our cars
Heartbroke, yours don't look like ours


Prompt: Write a song lyric that emphasizes the idea that people should not take others for granted and should strive for their own success and independence.

Response:
Them niggas ain't dying for you
Them niggas ain't dying for you
Throwing that flag up running around you hot shit
Taking half of everything you get
Yeah them niggas ain't dying for you
Them niggas ain't dying for you
And we know that


Prompt: Create a song that addresses the concept of loyalty and authenticity in relationships, emphasizing that some people only pretend to care about others for their own benefit.

Response:
Them niggas ain't dying for you
Them niggas ain't dying for you
Throwing that flag up running around you hot shit
Taking half of everything you get
Yeah them niggas ain't dying for you
Them niggas ain't dying for you
And we know that


Prompt: Create a song lyric that describes the concept of "beef" or conflict between two people, emphasizing the potential for serious consequences and danger.

Response:
What's beef? Beef is when you need 2 Gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time
What's beef? Beef is when you need 2 Gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time


Prompt: Create a song lyric that discusses being too complex for certain events, controversial topics, and navigating societal expectations.

Response:
Poop, scoop!
Whoop! Whoopty-whoop!
Am I too complex for ComplexCon?
Everything Ye say cause a new debate
"You see, he been out of touch, he cannot relate
His hallway too long, bitch too bad
Got a surrogate, his kid get two dads"
I be thinkin', "What would 2Pac do?"
You be thinkin' what New Kids on the Block do
If you ain't drivin' while Black, do they stop you?
Will MAGA hats let me slide like a drive-thru?
That phone call from Ricky still hazy
When heaven got an angel named Avery
You gotta watch who you callin' crazy
Yeezy, the newest billion-dollar baby
It won't feel right 'til I feel like Phil Knight
Goin' for six rings like what Phil told Mike
Seven pill nights, who know what that feel like?
No more hidin' the scars, I show 'em like Seal, right?
How do you respond?


Prompt: A celebration of hard work and determination, as well as the joy of achieving a goal, and the unwavering commitment to continue striving for success despite any doubters.

Response:
Come on, let's toast the champagne, this one's for the life
Did everything you could just to be here for the night
Man, it feels good, everything is right
Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights
My whole team winnin', no vision on quittin'
I'd rather say I did than let them busters say I didn't
Le-le-let them talk about it, mane, I'm already livin'
I risked my life to try every day to go and get it, get it, get it


Prompt: A person rises from a difficult past, faces challenges and adversity, but ultimately achieves success. They find camaraderie and support from their peers, who use cunning tactics to overcome obstacles and opponents. Along the way, they experience life's luxuries and face moral dilemmas, all while striving for a sense of redemption and victory.

Response:
Came from the bottom, no one said it would be fair
Now I'm on this money, loungin' like it's a beach chair
Papa don't preach, a-all we do is just reach here
Raised 'round killers, we just happy to be here
Spot 'em, got 'em, let your soul pay your dues
While my hoes doin' magic, voodoo Moulin Rouge
That's a tactic that they use, fuck 'em high, then suck 'em dry
Before you know it, her Q7 is buzzin' by
The queen pin to the kingpin, redeems him
The boat comes, the dope drums, my team wins


Prompt: Write a song about overcoming obstacles and celebrating life with friends, reflecting on hard-won success and determination to achieve dreams.

Response:
Yuugh, this the life that we made
Gunshots in the dark like a sweet serenade
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Come on, let's toast the champagne, this one's for the life
Did everything you could just to be here for the night
Man, it feels good, everything is right
Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights
My whole team winnin', no vision on quittin'
I'd rather say I did than let them busters say I didn't
Le-le-let them talk about it, mane, I'm already livin'
I risked my life to try every day to go and get it, get it, get it


Prompt: Write lyrics about being a supreme baller, achieving success, and making a statement in various areas of life.

Response:
Supreme ballers, all my niggas got ESPYs
Triple doubles, both wrist and neck freeze
Triple doubles, two bricks and tech squeeze
Triple doubles, two hoes and check please (Woo)
They love me on my Ric Flair shit (Woo)
In that Phantom like I'm Blair Witch (Woo)
Who are you to be compared with? (Woo)
Ain't no niggas that you bled with
Court cases ran base and road aces
Lick shots or left bodies with no traces


Prompt: Write a song about living in the moment and overcoming obstacles to achieve your dreams.

Response:
Yuugh, this the life that we made
Gunshots in the dark like a sweet serenade
Come on, let's toast the champagne, this one's for the life
Did everything you could just to be here for the night
Man, it feels good, everything is right
Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights
My whole team winnin', no vision on quittin'
I'd rather say I did than let them busters say I didn't
Le-le-let them talk about it, mane, I'm already livin'
I risked my life to try every day to go and get it, get it, get it


Prompt: A confident rapper is expressing their belief in the power of the ouija board and their dominance in the rap game, while also commenting on the fake lifestyles and social media presence of others in the industry.

Response:
Look, my ouija board don't never lie to me
The best rapper livin', I know who's alive to me
Yeah, the competition's all but died to me
Raah, I make these motherfuckers hide from me
The Sergio Tacchini life we uphold
You just posin' for them pics so you can upload


Prompt: A group of friends celebrating their successes and newfound energy after overcoming challenges and pursuing their goals.

Response:
Come on, let's toast the champagne, this one's for the life
Did everything you could just to be here for the night
Man, it feels good, everything is right
Energy is strong enough to brighten city lights
My whole team winnin', no vision on quittin'
I'd rather say I did than let them busters say I didn't
Le-le-let them talk about it, mane, I'm already livin'
I risked my life to try every day to go and get it, get it, get it


Prompt: Create a song lyrics about a rapper who is boastful about their skills, success, and lifestyle, while also calling out those who try to imitate their style.

Response:
Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more, 'bout crime no more
Mix drug and show money, "Biggs" Burke on tour  (Yeah)
Twenty-five bricks, move work like chore
Hit Delaware twice, needed twenty-five more
I see flaw, cracks in your diamond
CB4 when you rhyme, Simple Simon
Come and meet the pieman, a must that I flaunt it
The legend grows legs when it comes back to haunt us
Ballers, I put numbers on the boards (Yeah)
Can't a bitch livin' say I bought her Michael Kors (Yeah)
Every car driven was decided by the horse
Keep the sticker in the window case you wonder what it cost
How could you relate when you ain't never been great
And rely on rap money to keep food up on your plates, nigga?
I might sell a brick on my birthday
Thirty-six years of doin' dirt like it's Earth Day— God!


Prompt: Imagine a song where a confident and successful individual is describing their achievements in sports and their impact on the field, encouraging others to join them in celebrating and dancing to their success.

Response:
(Y'all feel like danc—)
(Y'all feel like danc—)
Ballers, I put numbers on the boards
(Y'all feel like danc—)


Prompt: A rapper boasts about their flashy car, expensive jewelry, and their ability to outperform their competition, while also mentioning past experiences and well-known references.

Response:
Pullin' up in that new toy
The wrist on that boy rockstar like Pink Floyd
Waving at rude boy, I'm wavin' at you, boy
Ran off on the plug too like Trugoy
Imagine me do-boy, you could never do what I do, boy
Still, duckin' shit that I did, boy
Niggas in Paris 'fore Hit-Boy
These ain't the same type of hits, boy
Shit can get litter than lit, boy
You don't take these type of risks, boy
'Cause this boy been throwin' that D like Rich Boy
You missed, boy; ya numbers don't add up on the blow
That was ten years ago – if you know, you know (Yeah)


Prompt: The lyrics are inspired by a fraternity of drug dealers who have evolved over time, with some members transitioning from being dealers to rappers or other pursuits. The lyrics also mention the importance of understanding inside jokes and secret references, as well as the various aspects of their lifestyle and environment. The theme of transformation and adaptation is prevalent throughout the song, highlighting their resilience and ability to evolve with the times.

Response:
This thing of ours, oh, this thing of ours
A fraternity of drug dealers ringin' off
I just happen to be alumni
Too legit, they still lookin' at me with one eye
The company I keep is not corporate enough
Child Rebel Soldier, you ain't orphan enough
A rapper turned trapper can't morph into us
But a trapper turned rapper can morph into Puff
Dance contest for the smokers
I predict snow, Al Roker
(If you know, you know)
I only ever looked up to Sosa
You all get a bird, this nigga Oprah
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Bricklayers in ball shorts
Coachin' from the side of the ball courts
(If you know, you know)
One stop like a Walmart
We got the tennis balls for the wrong sport
(If you know, you know)
If you know 'bout the carport
The trap door's supposed to be awkward
(If you know, you know)
That's the reason we ball for
Circle round twice for the encore
(If you know, you know)


Prompt: It's the blackout, 'Rari got the back out" - describe a wild night with luxury cars, fame, and power struggles.

Response:
It's the blackout, 'Rari got the back out
Showing my black ass, engine in the glass house
Started in the crack house, Obama went the back route
Kill bin Laden, 'nother four up in the black house
Still got the Macs out, pull the mask down like a mascot
Still trick with bitches, out with money or with ass shots
GOOD had room for one more, I took the last spot
Re-Up Gang, P the nigga, 'Ye done hit the jackpot
Whole 'nother level, then you add fame
That's a whole 'nother devil, legit drug dealer
That's a whole 'nother bezel, the carbon Audemar
That's a whole 'nother metal, but still keep it ghetto
(Whoo!) Behind the scenes, pull strings like Gepetto
The gun blow steam, whistle like a tea kettle
Runnin' like the rebels, UNLV
Sport shoe on a pedal, I let you niggas settle (Yeah)


Prompt: The protagonist is plagued with constant worry and inner turmoil, causing them to struggle with their identity and the challenges they face. They express themselves through rap and emphasize their paradoxical nature, as well as their affiliation with a youthful, tight-knit gang. The song mentions various references to pop culture, slang, and violence, painting a picture of a complex and troubled life.

Response:
Trouble on my mind
I got trouble on my mind (on my mind)
Trouble on my mind
So much trouble on my mind
Trouble on my mind
I got trouble on my mind
Trouble on my mind
So much trouble on my mind
I'm a fucking walking paradox
And a really shitty rapper in my favorite pair of socks
Ironed pair of dockers, two Glocks cocked screamin', "West side!"
With the speakers blastin' a pair of Pacs
Yonkers 10 milli, you're silly
Thinkin' that this 'preme wasn't free, willy
The feeling is neutral, the gang is youthful
And fuckin' tighter than Chad Hugo's pupils, it's Wolf Gang and the


Prompt: A song that celebrates the unexpected collaboration between hipsters and criminals, highlighting the potency of the drug trade as described by Rick James, and defying critics who doubted the success of this union.

Response:
With the Re-Up's a helluva buzz
Rick James said cocaine's a helluva drug
Who else could put the hipsters with felons and thugs
And paint a perfect picture of what sellin' it does?
This is for the critics, who doubted the chemistry
Two different worlds, same symmetry
And this black art, see the wizardry when you at the top
Of your game, you make enemies, you'll never finish me


Prompt: Imagine a person going through a series of challenges and difficulties in their life, feeling overwhelmed and unable to shake off the thoughts and problems constantly occupying their mind. Their world seems to be filled with one issue after another, and they can't seem to find any relief or solutions.

Response:
Trouble on my mind
I got trouble on my mind
Trouble on my mind
So much trouble on my mind


Prompt: Contemplate the complex emotions and power dynamics in a post-religious, post-apocalyptic world where individuals struggle to find their place and meaning amidst the chaos and violence, while still trying to maintain a connection to their spiritual beliefs.

Response:
Now that the tears dry and the pain takes over
Let's talk this payola (Payola)
You killed God's baby when it wasn't his will
And blood spill, we can't talk this shit over (This shit over)
The Lord is my shepherd, I am not sheep
I am just a short stone's throw from the streets
I bring my offerin', I will not preach
Awaken my demons, you can hear that man screaming
I'm no different than the priest, priest
Santería (Santería, Santería, Santería)


Prompt: Create lyrics for a song that express disinterest in interacting with a group of people due to their lack of resources or support. Include references to physical attributes and material possessions as a representation of the speaker's desire for more, and emphasize their independence.

Response:
Ay unno
Me? Me get every bloodclot ting
Ah him ah mind me, ah him bring di money come gimmie
Yuh no see mi titty dem how dem stiff an tun up? Ah him buy dem gimmie
Yuh no see how mi batty cock up an firm? Ah him buy it gimmie
Yuh no see mi big house wid car an land? Ah him buy it gimmie
So tell me, weh would I want wid unno skettle bald people mon?
Nuttin


Prompt: A song about a man's complex relationship with a woman who he thinks is just a fling, but realizes she's more than that. The lyrics touch on the idea of trust and the contrast between what he initially perceived as a casual encounter and the depth of emotions that developed.

Response:
Please don't mind
I just need some time
These requirements
Just gotta make sure you meet all mine
Standing there staring, with your bow-legged stance
Trust being nothing you could hold in your hand
Hustle in the hood, strong with the bands
Look at you as something more than a ho I could smash
Or being something bad I could bone at the bag
Pole in my pants standing at attention
When you step out of the shower and your ass is wiggling
Glance at the ceiling
Now your glass is empty
Thinking backwards, really
I done grabbed a vixen
That supposed to be a fitter after video
Stacks'll really blow
Dancers get exposed
Missing you when you not around
We text each other when out of town
You remain the same no matter up or down
These other women stay pretending
Money come and they help us spend it
But'll fuck my niggas in the very minute
I was down and out and had to go to prison
Kinda high role play, acki
And again I say I like these hoes


Prompt: A song about the ups and downs of being a successful individual who is always in the spotlight, with references to superhero abilities and luxurious lifestyle.

Response:
This ain't a wave or phase, 'cause all that shit fades
This lifestyle's forever when you made
They tweet about the length I made 'em wait
What the fuck you expect
When a nigga got a cape and he's great?
Oven's full of cakes that he bakes, still spreadin' paste
The love just accentuates the hate
This is for my bodybuildin' clients movin' weight
Just add water, stir it like a shake
Play amongst the stars like the roof in the Wraith
Get the table next to mine, make our bottle servers race


Prompt: A song about the games people play in relationships, focusing on the exaggerated stories people tell about each other's financial success.

Response:
These are the games we play, we are the names they say
This is the drug money your ex-nigga claim he makes


Prompt:
Considering the song's lyrics about being a Ghost and Rae, a Purple Tape, young niggas, baby mama wishes, side bitches, standing out at the A, wealth, laughter, DJs, claiming the world, bets, numbers, games, and drug money, the prompt could be:

"Reflecting on the experiences of young rappers, their lives filled with partying, wealth, and the struggles of relationships, and the feeling of dominance and success in the world of music.

Response:
To all of my young niggas, I am your Ghost and your Rae
This is my Purple Tape, save up for rainy days
And baby mama wishes, along with the side bitches
They try to coexist, end up wishin' you'd die, bitches
Stood on every couch, in the A at the black party
No jewelry on, but you richer than everybody
You laugh a little louder, the DJ say your name a little prouder
And we don't need a globe to show you the world is ours
We can bet a hundred thousand with my safe hold
My numbers lookin' like a bank code
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These are the games we play, we are the names they say
This is the drug money your ex-nigga claim he makes


Prompt: Write a song about the luxurious and dangerous lifestyle of a successful drug dealer, and their journey through life, while emphasizing the importance of staying woke and being true to themselves.

Response:
Ain't no stoppin' this champagne from poppin'
The draws from droppin', the laws from watchin'
With Ye back choppin', the cars and the women come with options
Caviar facials remove the toxins
This ain't for the conscious, this is for the mud-made monsters
Who grew up on legends from outta Yonkers
Influenced by niggas straight outta Compton, the scale never lies
I'm two-point-two incentivised
If you ain't energized like the bunny for drug money
Or been paralyzed by the sight of a drug mummy
This ain't really for you, this is for the Goya Montoya
Who said I couldn't stop, then afforded me all the lawyers
The only kingpin who ain't sinkin'
Chess moves are made, my third eye ain't blinkin
Stay woke, nigga, or get out
Still pull them whips out, still spread the chips out
Might buy your bitch some new hips and yank her rib out
The message in this music, all my niggas had to live out


Prompt: Write a song about the games people play in relationships and the lies they tell about their sources of income.

Response:
These are the games we play, we are the names they say
This is the drug money your ex-nigga claim he makes, yah!


Prompt: Write lyrics about individuals who face daily struggles, yet are hesitant to take a stand and protect themselves or others.

Response:
Dis type ah shit happen everyday
All dem a gwaan dem heart softer than clay
None ah dem have the guts to rise it and spray
None ah dem have the guts to bust the SK


Prompt: A rapper is talking about the wealth they have, the loyalty of their friends, and their dedication to their community while seeking guidance from a higher power.

Response:
I got diamonds on my blocka
Serve it to my flocka
Yeah, that's my flocka
To my flocka
Pray to Lord on my shotta
She be proper
Yeah, that's my flocka


Prompt: Talk about achieving success through hard work, overcoming obstacles, and staying true to oneself despite adversity and haters.

Response:
All praise to the most high on both sides
I pray to God, I pray for hard, I won't lie
Multi cause I'm dope-tied, convo and a boat ride
Rent-a-cars for the whole month, drop Porsche money, no co-sign
Yuugh, my records ain't got to sell, nigga
Woo, go diamond off of my cell, nigga
Give a fuck what you sells, that chance come, I take mine
I ball hard, you bench ride, so fuck you and yo' baseline
No Soundscan for a bricklayer, square nigga, you a brick hater
We see a bitch, you fall in love, I fall back cause my bitch date her
Where I'm from, we go crazy with them choppas
Sellin' dope, goin' diamond on my blocka
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I got diamonds on my blocka
Serve it to my flocka
Yeah, that's my flocka
To my flocka
Pray to Lord on my shotta
She be proper
Yeah, that's my flocka


Prompt: Create lyrics for a song describing life on a block filled with luxury, drugs, and violence, with an emphasis on the resilience and camaraderie of those who reside there.

Response:
Welcome to my blocka, take a look at my world
Diamond on my blocka, all we got is white girl
All we got is choppas, all you hear is choppas
All we see is choppas, that spotlight on my blocka
Dopeboy to the rescue, bad bitches get the best view
Lotta money just floatin' round, all them hoes feelin' special
Woo, I know the rent due, fuck me right and it's sent through
Third time you done used the line, God damn, she a pimp, too
Teamwork make the dream work, all my niggas done seen work
All my niggas ain't make it through, so much death that my dreams hurt
Where I'm from, we go crazy with them choppas
Sellin' dope, goin' diamond on my blocka


Prompt: The singer is describing their life in a rough neighborhood, surrounded by friends and family (their "flocka"), and the importance of faith and loyalty in their daily struggles.

Response:
I got diamonds on my blocka
Serve it to my flocka
Yeah, that's my flocka
To my flocka
Pray to Lord on my shotta
She be proper
Yeah, that's my flocka


Prompt: Describe a situation where trust is put to the test due to the fear of betrayal or deception.

Response:
You supposed to put the first five hundred in the safe and lose the combination
Neck and wrist don't lie
Neck and wrist don't lie


Prompt: A rapper excitedly talks about his lavish lifestyle, bragging about his luxurious car and a potential music video they'll shoot in their extravagant home, while emphasizing the authenticity of their opulence.

Response:
First in the Beach with a million-dollar auto
Bring the cameraman, we can shoot our own Narcos
I promise you the floor plan's nothin' like the model
Neck and wrist don't lie
Neck and wrist don't lie