Prompt: Imagine a song where the lyrics describe a character who is recognized and greeted by gang members in their hood, repeating the phrase "Wassup" multiple times.

Response:
See me in the hood, the gangstas saying, "Wassup" (Wassup)
See me in the hood, the gangstas saying, "Wassup" (Wassup)
See me in the hood, the gangstas saying, "Wassup" (Wassup)
See me in the hood, the gangstas saying, "Wassup" (Wassup)


Prompt: The rise of a young man who goes from struggling to find success and friendships, to becoming a respected figure in his community.

Response:
Back once again
Chilling in the back of the 'Lac with a pass or the gin
Finna ask can I pass to her friend
Then a nigga smash, I'll be damned if I ask her again
Gold slabs on the 'Lac when I spin
Then it's back to the back of the Benz
Lean back in the back with the Henn and a crap
When I tap that that, then attack, never tax, never that that
Max on the ends, spend ends, I remember way back when
A mothafucka used to have to borrow cash from my friends
Friends, just to put a snack up in the fridge
When I'm on, I swear to God to pay you back
Now the kids all look up to me
Them bitches wanna fuck with me
My idols say what's up to me
From ugly to comfortably, suddenly
It all changed man, it was just like yesterday
Times was so ugly and now I'm comfortable
I just only can thank God, suddenly
Everything changed before my eyes by my surprise
A$AP


Prompt: A scorned lover, frustrated and hurt by a past relationship, vows to move past their pain and find strength in the situation.

Response:
Adjust to pain
It hurt too bad to say, to say you left me, left me
Fuckin' with the wrong man
(Left me) Said she fuckin’ with the wrong man
Ever since she left me


Prompt: Someone finds themselves in a situation where they're being influenced or treated poorly by the people around them, specifically someone they're trying to avoid or escape from.

Response:
I guess you fell into the wrong hands, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
And now you're F-in' with the wrong man, man
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah


Prompt: You took some time away from me, but I see that you made your mind. Just read the signs, it's clear to see. I'm trying to make you mine, because love is blind and you're hurt, but it's fine. To heal, it takes some time.

Response:
You took some time away from me (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
I see you made your mind (Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Just read the signs, it’s clear to see (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
I'm tryna make you mine (Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
'Cause love is blind, you're hurt, it's fine (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
To heal, it takes some time (Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)


Prompt: A woman has ended up with a man she shouldn't have, leading to a series of unfortunate and possibly dangerous consequences.

Response:
I guess you fell into the wrong hands, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
And now you're F-in' with the wrong man, man
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
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Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah


Prompt: Remember the good old days when we used to take Tokyo trips and go shopping, planning for a future with kids? But now, things have changed and life has led us down different paths. I can't help but think about you, and wonder if you still have feelings for me. The person you're with now doesn't fulfill you, and I can't help but laugh when I see you with them.

Response:
Tokyo trips, shoppin' sprees full of gifts
I remember we would dream about kids
Tryna get that V with that crib
Back when you used to be’s with that Crip
Gotta give a little to get
A little bit in return now, tables turn now
And you heard ’bout me and my bitch
I'm just tryna chill
’Cause lately I've been thinkin' 'bout you and rebuildin’
Walking 'round like you lost feelings
I can tell he not fulfilling
You in love with me still
They say only if looks could kill, for real
You walk around town with that guy
When you pass by (Ah-ah)
I just laugh like (Ah-ah)
I guess you fell into the wrong hands, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
And now you're F-in' with the wrong man, man
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah


Prompt: Imagine a song where the lyrics are only a series of repetitive vocalizations, expressing pure emotion without any particular meaning or narrative.

Response:
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah


Prompt: Rap about the significance of a specific letter or symbol, using it as a representation of wealth and status.

Response:
Talkin' about M's
Talkin' bout M's, nigga, M's
Make 'em talk about, make 'em talk about M's
Nigga, talkin' bout M's
Nigga, talkin' bout M's
Nigga, talkin' bout M's
Make 'em talk about, talkin' bout M's, nigga
Talkin' bout M's


Prompt: A rapper discusses their recent obsession with the accumulation of wealth and the related benefits, such as a growing bank account and increasing YouTube views.

Response:
It's like lately all I ever seem to think about is M's, nigga
Talkin' 'bout M's
See the same thing all up in my bank account
M's, nigga, talkin' 'bout M's
And my YouTube account say the same amount
M's, nigga, talkin' 'bout M's


Prompt: Create a song lyrics where the artist is expressing their confidence in the authenticity of their music and the impact it will have on their fans from Harlem, particularly those who are deeply connected to the East Coast hip-hop scene. The lyrics should also emphasize the artist's unapologetic attitude, showcasing their indifference towards criticism or negative reactions as they embrace their "trill" and "ignorant" nature.

Response:
Uh, goddamn
How real is this?
I know them Harlem
Niggas gon' be feelin' this
East Coast nigga (Uh)
But how trill is this?
Still don't give a shit
My ignorance is still a bliss
Uh, goddamn
How real is this?
I know them Harlem
Niggas gon' be feelin' this
East Coast nigga (Uh)
But how trill is this?
Still don't give a shit
My ignorance is still a bliss (Uh)


Prompt: Write a song lyrics that emphasize self-confidence and acknowledges the power of the artist's name.

Response:
So recognize that shit
You better fuckin' recognize that fuckin' name right now...
I recognize, I recognize
A$AP
Recognize that shit, A$AP
A$... fucking $AP
I recognize
You don't put no fuckin' fear in my heart


Prompt: A rapper brags about their success and wealth, mentioning their interactions with various people, while highlighting their high-end jewelry and the influence they have on others.

Response:
These other niggas so-so, they open off my mojo
Spanish Sophie with a half a kilo by her cho-cho
Blow it out your culo, who got dough on the smoke, though?
My partner had cinco, now we blowin' on that ocho
Bozos love my rose gold, purple got me slow-mo'
Stuntin' like I'm Dorothy but my rubies in my gold, though
What you think this four for, these niggas must be loco
Steppin' on these bricks and for your fix so call me Toto
Follow me, follow me, follow me now


Prompt: A confident and wealthy individual boasts about their luxurious lifestyle, including their new Cadillac, a badass companion, and an impressive collection of weapons and valuables. They also mention their influence and reputation in the area, as well as their preference for intimate, raw relationships.

Response:
Now I'ma come through getting down
Got a new Cadillac with a diamond in the back
Got a bitch, and she bad with about a hundred tats
Got my goons on deck, and we got a hundred straps
What you know about that, got me swaggin' to the max
Everybody know we got the shit and baggages to match
Better come correct, fuck what the basis is
Gold grills like a set of new braces is
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Why they comment on my set, though?
They lookin' cause my neck gold
And I let that TEC show (Hu-huh-huh), hear that echo?
Let go, that medal, .38 special, to your threshold
Niggas actin' petro, like they sexual was metro
Bunch of bad bitches fuckin' out on tour
Like it through the back door, give it to her raw
Shimmy Shimmy Ya: ODB, ODB
Fuckin' other niggas' broads: OPP, OPP


Prompt: In a song about the lavish lifestyle and excess, a rapper brags about his popularity, wealth, and the attention he gets from women. He references smoking weed, making money, and partying with friends.

Response:
Comin' down stuntin' like a bitch, bitches on my dick
On the set and they like the nicotine to cigarette
How they fiending for a nigga, got these hoes up on my sack
Got my niggas in the back, couple bitches in the back
A$AP, where it's at, where that weed? How that cake?
Bitches all up in my face, back back, give me space
'Cause you know how we do it, niggas scream A$AP
Ayy, Clams nigga, tell me where that bass at?


Prompt: A song featuring Clams Casino and A$AP Rocky, with a heavy focus on the bass line, as they celebrate their unique style and swag.

Response:
Bass, uhh! Bass, uhh! Bass, uhh! Bass, uhh!
Bass, uhh! Bass, uhh! Bass, uhh!
Bass, bass, bass, bass, bass
Bass, bass, bass, bass
Yeah, Clams Casino, nigga, A$AP
Where that bass? Where that bass, Clams?
Harlem, yeah, where that bass? Trill shit
Trill shit from a trill nigga, all my purple people
I be that pretty mothafucka' (Swag)
Bass, bass!


Prompt: A rapper receives a divine message, questioning the intelligence of a particular group of people.

Response:
Ayy, I have a message from the Most High
That says: "This negra kept his soul from the Devil."
It's true, I guess I mean, wait a minute now
Is your people really that God damn ign'ant? Really? Really?


Prompt: A rapper excitedly testing their microphone before starting a performance, while emphasizing the quality of their mic and the anticipation for the show to begin.

Response:
Uh, my mic sounds nice, check one (Woo!)
My mic sounds nice, check two (Uh-huh, yeah-yeah)
Testing, one-two, one-two, let's go (Uh-huh, yeah-yeah)
(Uh, woo!) Let's go
(Uh, uh, yeah-yeah) Let's go
My mic sounds nice, check one (Yeah, yeah)
My mic sounds nice, check two (Yeah, testing, testing, woo!)


Prompt: Imagine being in a state of euphoria, surrounded by your favorite people and enjoying the energy of a lively park while listening to your favorite music and feeling the rhythm in your bones.

Response:
Stoned-stoned when I'm in my zoney-zone
Smokin' on the homegrown, feeling like I'm all alone
Used to go to Kingdome, Rucker Park with Tony Tone (Harlem!)
Listenin' to Bone Bone, feelins in my bone bone


Prompt: A confident and unapologetic individual confronts their detractors, showing disregard for their criticism and asserting their dominance.

Response:
I can tell it
I could give a fuck about a list, ya heard? (Ya heard?)
I could give a fuck about a diss, ya heard? (Ya heard?)
I could give a fuck about your clique, ya heard? (Ya heard?)
Shut the fuck up 'fore I rock your bitch, ya heard? Uh
Shut the fuck up!


Prompt: Write a song that addresses the challenges faced by a person with an unconventional upbringing, and their struggles with maintaining relationships and finding their identity.

Response:
My mama named me, my papa gave me cock to take a piss with
To fuck ya bitch with, life is different for me, for instance
The type of niggas spray his kids in some chicks
He wouldn't raise his kids with, that type of twisted sick shit
Come on, man
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What you say, nigga? Time's out
Let's start over with this conversation
You sound super crazy right now
And I got my two kids listenin'? (I'm just playing)
You said what? (I said I'm just-)
Uh-uh, nigga, you got me fucked up
Shut the fuck up!


Prompt: A defiant and confrontational song addressing someone who is constantly trying to put you down with negative comments and trying to take over your clique. The singer is fed up and ready to stand up for themselves, expressing their disdain for the negativity and asserting their dominance.

Response:
I could give a fuck about a list, ya heard? (Ya heard?)
I could give a fuck about a diss, ya heard? (Ya heard?)
I could give a fuck about your clique, ya heard? (Ya heard?)
Shut the fuck up 'fore I rock your bitch, ya heard?
Shut the fuck up!


Prompt: Describe the streets and notable locations of an uptown neighborhood in a catchy and energetic manner.

Response:
Peep my repertoire, Uptown esplanade
Eleanor, Druham, Nickel goin too HAM (C'mon)
AK, Jackie Rob, East 11, 99
Lenox Ave, VLONE, Eastside, Wingstone (Yeah, Uptown)


Prompt: A person is talking about their experiences and feelings while being high, mentioning attending games at the Kingdome and Rucker Park, and listening to music that makes them feel connected to their "bone bone".

Response:
Stoned-stoned when I'm in my zoney-zone
Smokin' on the homegrown, feeling like I'm all alone (Yeah)
Used to go to Kingdome, Rucker Park with Tony Tone (C'mon, that's right)
Listenin' to Bone Bone, feelins in my bone bone (Yeah, yeah)


Prompt: Write a song that addresses the importance of loyalty and unity in the face of adversity, focusing on the themes of Harlem pride and resilience in the face of dissent.

Response:
I can tell it
I could give a fuck about a list, ya heard? (Take that, yeah)
I could give a fuck about a diss, ya heard? (Ya heard?)
I could give a fuck about your clique, ya heard? (Take that)
Shut the fuck up 'fore I rock your bitch, ya heard? Uh (Take that, take that)
Ayo, we don't give a fuck about none of that shit
This is Harlem, motherfuckers (Yeah, take that, take that)
The fuck you think? (Uptown, nigga!)
Mob, A$AP, Same Gang, Tone Wop
Harlem


Prompt: A couple experiencing a whirlwind romance, knowing that their love is intense and passionate but aware that it won't last forever.

Response:
This love, this love, this love won't last forever
This love, this love, this love gon' own our eyes
This love, this love, this love won't last forever
And this love, and this love, and this love gon' own our


Prompt: Write a song about a man who believes his relationship is becoming increasingly unstable and filled with drama, and how he's trying to handle it while maintaining his image and success.

Response:
I think my cup is gettin' muddy, oh buddy
Is this that punch, drunk, and love it, no buggy?
Eyes bloody when we out in public
I'm hubby, she say she love me
Wasted money on syrup and honey, she think she Duffy
Then I became a druggy, enhanced my fame and money
And for your pain and sufferin', my karma's waitin' for me
Expecting payments from me
But she won't get a damn thing from me
She just might get a band-aid from me
You swear the Benz and these bands ain't from me


Prompt: Write a song about a broken-hearted person who has a scumbag ex and can't help but whine about their love that won't last forever.

Response:
I know I'm a scumbag and now your heart broke
The night is still young, for you to sip and whine
(Slow, slow, slow) Let me see you whine
(Slow, slow, slow, oh yeah)
I know your heart is broken (Oh), pick up your wine glass
With your fine ass, before you whine fast whine slow
(Slow, slow, slow) Let me see you whine
(Slow, slow, slow, oh yeah)
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This love, this love, this love won't last forever
This love, this love, this love gon' own our eyes


Prompt: Write a song expressing frustration and anger towards people who have betrayed or taken advantage of the narrator.

Response:
How the fuck am I supposed to live? (Hey)
How many fucks am I supposed to give? (Hey)
How the fuck am I supposed to feel?
Treated like a bill, cut the check and split (Yeah, hey)
Tell your new bitch she can suck a dick (Hey)
Tell your new bitch she can suck a dick (Yeah)
Tell your new bitch she can suck a dick
Tell your new bitch she can suck a dick (Yeah)


Prompt: Inspire a song that focuses on living day by day, while facing inner demons, and emphasizing the importance of overcoming personal challenges.

Response:
I just, I just live
I live day by day, fighting demons


Prompt: A person feeling overwhelmed by negative thoughts and seeking support from someone they care about, while also enjoying music and street life.

Response:
Demons posted all around me, I can't beat 'em all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) Add it to your thoughts
These evil thoughts, they start to drown me
Lord, don't leave me all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) Add it to your thoughts
Demons posted all around me, I can't beat 'em all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) Add it to your thoughts
These evil thoughts, they start to drown me
Lord, don't leave me all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) Add it to your thoughts
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Aw, yeah, aw, yeah (Let the beat chill)
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah (Let the beat chill)
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah (Let the beat chill)
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah (I'm a hipster by heart, but I can tell you how the streets feel)


Prompt: A person is struggling with negative thoughts and demons in their life, feeling overwhelmed and seeking comfort and support from a higher power. They repeatedly think about someone who could potentially help them overcome their challenges.

Response:
Demons posted all around me, I can't beat 'em all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) Add it to your thoughts
These evil thoughts, they start to drown me
Lord, don't leave me all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) Add it to your thoughts
Demons posted all around me, I can't beat 'em all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) Add it to your thoughts
These evil thoughts, they start to drown me
Lord, don't leave me all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) Add it to your thoughts


Prompt: A young woman is not impressed with a guy who doesn't seem to care about her feelings, and she is determined to find better things in life, including love and companionship. She's tired of her current situation and wishes for more in California.

Response:
Uh, don't give a fuck about your man
I'm just seein' what it's hittin' for (Bitch, I'm sayin')
How you frontin' on the kid though?
You should fuck with me, girl, you know what you need, girl
See I got used to livin' life up on my own, yeah
In search of love and for a wife to call my own, yeah
It's all I think about at nights when I'm alone, yeah
Swear that I can't get no rest in California, yeah, yeah


Prompt: Write a song about a man's experiences with different women, including a "light mix," "light switch," and "dyke chick," all while emphasizing that life is filled with various vices and people trying to imitate his success.

Response:
Uh, uh, uh (Woo)
Swear that life is, just a whole bunch of vices
Niggas bitin' off of my shit, my dick
Stay up in your chick ride stick without a license
Tell her hold on like some vice grips
Might just call her, let her ride with a baller
Look up on her face was priceless
Wonder what my type is, well, tonight Mrs. Lightskin
With a light mix or a light switch, white chick
Darkskin complexion and she righteous (Woo)
I take a dyke chick if she like dick (Woo)
I kissed the dyke chick and I liked it
Fucking each and every Katy Perry for the night, bitch, light this


Prompt: A song about quitting a substance addiction, reflecting on past mistakes, and looking forward to a better future.

Response:
Light it, light it, puff it, puff it, pass it, pass it (Yeah)
(Moving on to better things, I'm sure)
Bless, sit back and relax one time, clear your mind
(Can't feed this addiction anymore)
'Bout to send me back to my old ways, know what I'm saying?
(Moving on to better things, I'm sure)
Yeah, I'm just, she making mistakes
(Can't feed this addiction anymore)
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Uh, I've been puffing, rolling up
Cop a lot and pourin' up
Plus my niggas know the plug
A generation's thrown on drugs


Prompt: A confrontation with a rude woman named Rita Ora and the subsequent release of pent-up stress through violence and aggressive language.

Response:
I swear that bitch Rita Ora got a big mouth
Next time I see her might curse the bitch out
Kicked the bitch out once 'cause she bitched out, spit my kids out
Jizzed up all in her mouth and made the bitch bounce
Ride with a nigga mane, and you know
I stay fly like the jigga mane, and it figures
'Cause here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man, anyways
Nowadays everybody's stressed, yes
Animosity is better off your chest, yes
Guess, everybody want to stay blessed, stay fresh
Take a nigga threats, but I'm up next, take debts (Uh)


Prompt: Writing a song about the challenges of smoking and the friends one shares it with, while acknowledging the addiction.

Response:
Light it, light it, puff it, puff it, pass it, pass it (Yeah)
(Moving on to better things)
Inhale, exhale, relieve your mind of stress, bless
Smoke some one time for your boy A$AP
(Can't feed this addiction anymore) (Uh)
Uh, yeah, uh
I've been puffing, rolling up
Cop a lot and pourin' up
Plus my niggas know the plug
A generation's thrown on drugs


Prompt: Create a song lyric about a confident, successful individual who has two killas, two bitches, and two guns, all while emphasizing their Harlem background and unique sense of style.

Response:
I keep two killas with me
Keep two bitches with me
Two guns with me
Y'all know who I be, I be that pretty motherfucker, man
Man this the birth of Pretty Flacko, nigga
I mean I be that Harlem, nigga
I be that jiggy nigga, get with me, bitch
Like, tell them hoes suck a dick
Swag, swag 'cause I'm swagging on them
And I continue talking my shit


Prompt: A girl's obsession with Pretty Flacko and her desire to be associated with the name.

Response:
She fuckin' Pretty Flacko, she want that Pretty Flacko
She fuckin' Pretty Flacko, she want that Pretty Flacko
She fuckin' Pretty Flacko, she want that Pretty Flacko
She fuckin' Pretty Flacko, she want that Pretty Flacko


Prompt: Write a lyric about embracing the trill life, 2Pac-inspired style, and the influence of A$AP and Pretty Flacko.

Response:
Yeah man, that's that motherfucking trill shit that I be talking 'bout
Bandanna tied like 2Pac to the side, nigga
It's that A$AP life
It's that trill wave right here, man
Get your surfboards ready, man
That's that Pretty Flacko, nigga
Pr-pr-pretty Flacko
Pr-pr-pre-pretty Flacko
Pr-pr-pretty Flacko
Pr-pr-pre-pretty Flacko
Pr-pr-pretty Flacko
Pr-pr-pre-pretty Flacko
Pr-pr-pretty Flacko
Pr-pr-pre-pretty Flacko
Pr-pr-pretty Flacko


Prompt: Describe a scenario where someone is feeling pressured by people who want to harm them, but they manage to rise above the situation and maintain their composure.

Response:
Swingin' burning tires leave a third degree
And I heard there's bouncin' niggas hatin' wanna murder me
They gon' have to take me straight to Satan 'cause I'm blessin' this
I feel distressed, then feel no stress, I built this trust
They won't come murder me, Hercules


Prompt: A friend named Hector is trying to get the attention of a person named Rocky to discuss an ongoing issue in their shared space.

Response:
Rocky, Rocky
Hold on, one second, bro
Ha, Rocky, it's Hector, bro
Rocky this is Hector, bro
We gotta hold on, one second, bro
There's an issue goin' on back here


Prompt: How do we prioritize what is truly important in life, with references to violence and material possessions?

Response:
What's really butter?
The gun or the butter?
You hear me?
You understand what I'm sayin'?
What's really butter?
What's really butter?
What's really butter?
Guns, you can get that butter all day


Prompt: A song about unity and camaraderie, with a chorus of people coming together and celebrating their connection through music and dance.

Response:
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, wooh!


Prompt: Imagine a song that discusses the evolution of rap music from the late 90s to the present day, using phrases like "trap or die" and "choppin' pies" to describe the rapper's journey through time, with a focus on the cliché-filled lyrics of the past.

Response:
Niggas pistol-poppin' like it's 1999
I was nine, maybe ten, then again, never mind
Press rewind, back in time
Before rappers droppin' dimes
Trap or die, choppin' pies
With clichés all in they rhymes


Prompt: A song about the lifestyle of someone who has become successful and embraced the finer things in life, while also mentioning the challenges that come with maintaining their status.

Response:
Now it's Gucci, Prada and anything designer
Money, power, the whole enchilada
Commas, dollas, the greens and the guava (oh)
They serve you to your flocka
If you disrespect that blocka, blocka


Prompt: Create lyrics reflecting an aggressive, confident rapper, describing their passion for dangerous situations, fashion, and partying. Mention influences from famous rappers and a sense of being above others.

Response:
Choppas on eavesdroppers
Fuck these choppas, I’m about it
Grindin' like 2Pac or Biggie Poppa
Yeah, you outer, but I’m hotter
Car jackin', pistol-packin'
Mothafuckin' choppers clappin'
Metal jacket, automatic magazines, head-on traffic
Fenders smashin', windows crashin'
Pants saggin', fuck your fashion
Yeah, a nigga run Manhattan
Back in Cali's where it happen
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They fit Gucci, Escada and anything designer
Groupies, poppers, they all gonna swallow
It was probably the robbers
The goons and the goblins (oh)
They hatin' a lot, medulla oblongata


Prompt: A song about the desire to return to California and escape the chaos of the world.

Response:
From New York to San Andreas
And all around the world
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
New York to San Andreas
I'm screaming, "Fuck the world!"
I'm going back to Cali
Going back to Cali (Uh)


Prompt: I want to be the center of your world, and I'll do anything to be your everything.

Response:
I wanna be the object of your affection
Give me all your time, touch, money and attention
Pick me up after school, you can be my baby
Maybe we could go somewhere, get a little crazy
He's rich and I'm wishin', um, he could be my Mister Yum
Delicious to the maximum, chew him up like bubble gum
I'm his pretty party favor, he says I'm his favorite flavor


Prompt: A street-smart individual who enjoys showing off their swag and confidence with a particular group of friends, with the phrase "catch me ridin' like a bitch" used as a boastful expression. This person is associated with a specific firearm, the "six forty-five", and is often seen riding around with a close female companion, Lana, who is described with "long hair" and "swagger and the lips". The use of this slang in the song implies a certain level of bravado and an air of mystery, alluding to a potentially risky and thrilling lifestyle.

Response:
Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin' with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh
Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin' with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh


Prompt: A young woman in love with a magnetic musician, who is also her best friend, and they are involved in some risky and adventurous activities together.

Response:
You say that I am flawless, true perfection
So give me all your drugs, props, money and connections
Pick me up after school, actin' kinda shady
You the coolest kid in town, I'm your little lady
He's sick and I'm kissin' him, magical musician, how I'm
Drivin' at the cinema, lovin' him and lickin' him
He's my lovely life saver
Doesn't mind my bad behavior
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Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin' with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh
Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin' with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh


Prompt: What do real people do when faced with a dangerous situation?

Response:
I ain't scared, uh
Real niggas put the clip in and let it go, uh
Real niggas wanna run real, uh


Prompt: Describe a situation where a group of tough individuals come together at a bus stop, and one person has a unique style of holding their lollipop.

Response:
Real (Buckshot)
Real niggas from the roll (Ends with a buckshot)
Real niggas from the end
Real niggas from the home (Buckshot)
Homeboy, you ain't know (Ends with a buckshot)
Had a bitch suckin' on a lollipop at the bus stop
Green Glock, red Glock (Buckshot)
They ain't really ready for me when I (Buckshot)
They ain't really ready for me when I (Buckshot)
What the blood clot?
Niggas know not what, nigga, whatnot, yeah
From the fort, Fort Knox, this ain't Fortnite, nigga
Get your shit rocked, nigga
Buckshots, uh, uh (Buckshot)
And my picture's like a mugshot (Uh)
And all my bitches got butt shots (Hahaha, uh, ha)


Prompt: Describe a confrontation in a dangerous environment, where the speaker is dealing with violence, drug use, and their past.

Response:
Uh, uh, yeah, buckshots, yeah, yeah
Left this man dead in the damn lot, yeah, uh, yeah
In the kitchen pourin' up the Wock'
Yeah, yeah, pour it on the fuckin' clock (Wrist)
Yeah, buckshots
Everybody in this bitch got a mugshot (Hold up, hold up)
Nigga, push up, now we on your block (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm off the bean and the damn Wock' (Hold up, hold up)
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Got a clip and it's full (Buckshot)
Leave a motherfucker in the (Ends with a buckshot)
Man, I was grown up since a young blood (Buckshot)
Now I'm bustin' off shots (Ends with a buckshot)
Back in my younger days, all I want was braids
All my mama want from me was grades (Buckshot)
They ain't really ready for me when I (Buckshot)
One stop, nigga, get some drugs and a damn Glock (Hold up, hold up)


Prompt: A song about a confident and streetwise individual who's not afraid to confront those who pretend to be more powerful than they are, while also boasting about their skills, experiences, and loyalty to their hometown.

Response:
Bitch motherfuckers trying to fake it trill
Sneak diss you just to make a bill
Now the world won't take you serious
When I met you, you was painting nails
Leave a motherfucker layin' still
B— Bang him with the stainless steel
'Cause I'm making the order
Laugh at the altar, pullin' a Lord up
Don't get someone sawed up
Your brain in the sawdust, niggas is washed up
I bang out in Florida
Shoot in Miami, goons out in Georgia
Been to New Orleans
But still a New Yorker, nigga the talk of
Town, nigga, we bossed up
Bounce, but when you talk to the Lord
Of course you're forced to
Bow down like a motherfuckin' peasant
Still that pretty motherfucker
And you know Harlem's what I'm reppin', nigga


Prompt: A song about loyalty and dedication to a close group of friends, emphasizing that the speaker would choose their friends over others, even to the point of death, and expressing faith and trust in a higher power.

Response:
Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas, I'll ride for my niggas
I'll die for my niggas, man, fuck them other niggas
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Lord, please talk to me, Lord
I am here for you, Lord


Prompt: In a mythical world where gods and Lords coexist, what would be a celebratory toast for these powerful beings?

Response:
Let the Lords toast with the Lords
Toast to the Lords
When come gods, come Lords
Lords
Lords
Lords!
Oh, Lord!
Toast to the Lords!
As we live this day, please pray for us
When comes the saints, comes the evils
Brings the Lords


Prompt: A group of friends, facing challenges and adversity, is urged to stick together, support each other, and maintain their loyalty in the face of obstacles and potential betrayal. The lyrics emphasize the importance of trust, teamwork, and staying true to their goals and values.

Response:
Shit, nigga
Fuck the bullshit, my nigga (Uh)
Y'all niggas started this shit, A$AP started it, y'all finish it (Uh-huh)
Don't let these motherfuckin' devils come in between y'all (Uh-huh)
And start tryna separate shit
Make this shit they shit or something that it's not (Uh-huh)
Y'all niggas got the motherfuckin' plan (Yeah)
Build the motherfuckin' plan
Keep the team straight and keep that shit G (Yeah)
Don't let these motherfuckers come in between y'all
Y'all got the power, keep the power in y'all motherfuckin' hands
Fuck these niggas man, go get it (A$AP, niggas)
Ya feel me? (Uh) Keep it G


Prompt: Write a song that highlights the importance of three essential elements in life: pussy, money, and weed.

Response:
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That's all a nigga need (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That's all a nigga need (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That's all a nigga need (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That's all a nigga need (Y-Yeah)


Prompt: Create a lyrics passage that reflects the desires of someone who values material possessions and physical pleasure.

Response:
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That's all a nigga need (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That's all a nigga need (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That's all a nigga need (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Y-Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That's all a nigga need (Y-Yeah)


Prompt: Create a song about the struggle of addiction and the desire for a better life, focusing on codeine and promethazine as metaphors for escapism and longing.

Response:
Faded, drinking codeine and (No more)
Every fuckin day straight promethazinin' (She's all that I want)
Gots to come faded, drinking codeine and
Every fuckin day straight promethazinin' (She's all that I want)
Fa-Fa-Faded, drinking codeine and (No more)
Every fuckin day straight promethazinin' (She's all that I want)
Gots to come leaning, drinking codeine and
Every fuckin day straight promethazinin' (She's all that I want)
Fa-Fa-Faded (No more)


Prompt: A song about the desires and habits of a person, expressing their deep want for someone, even if they engage in substance-abuse.

Response:
You can smoke that weed, you can sip that lean, get high
She's all that I want
You can smoke that weed, you can sip that lean, get high
She's all that I want
You can smoke that weed, you can sip that lean, get high
She's all that I want
You can smoke that weed, you can sip that lean, get high
She's all that I want, bitch


Prompt: A group of 78 musicians from Houston come together to create a song, featuring a laid-back and confident vibe, and they sample the phrase "Houston Old Head" as a representation of the city and its music scene.

Response:
Yeah, uh-uh, uh-uh
Yeah, alright, alright
Yeah


Prompt: A person who is determined and focused on their journey, as they overcome obstacles and challenges, eventually realizing their goals and aspirations.

Response:
I'm riding down, coming down for my old head (Yeah, yeah)
Junkied up, chunk the deuce for my old head (Alright)
Sitting slow, riding down with my old head (Yeah)
Bury niggas talking down on my old head (Alright, yeah)
Riding down, riding down with my old head (Yeah)
Chunk the deuce, give it up for my old head (Yeah)
Riding down, riding 'round with my old head (Alright, alright)
For my old head, for my old head


Prompt: Write a song about the harsh realities of life, focusing on the changing nature of people and money, and the importance of listening to the wisdom of older people.

Response:
Life is just a bitch, a bitch is like a ho
Hoes want the money, but money come and goes
Friends turn to foes, and foes, they be fake
If you listen when ya old head talkin', you'll be straight
Cause life is just a bitch, a bitch is like a ho
Hoes want the money, but money come and goes
Friends turn to foes, and foes, they be fake
If you listen when ya old head talkin', you'll be straight


Prompt: A song featuring a young, wealthy individual who's recently gained their fortune and has a strong connection with their friends and their new lifestyle, while also expressing their loyalty and fearlessness when it comes to protecting themselves and their friends.

Response:
You know, young rich niggas
You know somethin', we ain't really never had no old money
We got a whole lotta new money though, hah
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
Hey


Prompt: Create a song that features themes of success, materialism, and street life, with references to drug use, guns, and loyalty to one's friends.

Response:
Raindrop (Drip), drop-top (Drop-top)
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (Cookie)
Fuckin' on your bitch, she a thot, thot (Thot)
Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (Pot)
We came from nothin' to somethin', nigga (Hey)
I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (Nobody)
Call up the gang and they come and get ya (Gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (Hey)
My bitch is bad and bougie (Bad)
Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (Blaow)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (Savage)
We got 30s and hundred-rounds too (Grrah)
My bitch is bad and bougie (Bad)
Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (Dope)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (Hey)
We got 30s and hundred-rounds too (Glah)


Prompt: Imagine witnessing a scene where Migos and Drake are shopping at the Versace store, and hearing the excitement in the background.

Response:
(Zaytoven)
Yeah
Oh shit, man, who that is?
Shoutout Migos, shoutout Zaytoven one time
That's Migos and Drake at the Versace store


Prompt: A high-energy rap song with catchy lyrics, focused on the luxury brand Versace and its association with the wearer's confidence and image.

Response:
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace


Prompt: A young person is learning about life from their mother's advice, and the advice is specifically about not selling a certain item. This advice is then repeated, with the item being a specific T-shirt from 1995.

Response:
Nard & B
TrenchWerk
(Ayy)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (White)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (Yeah)


Prompt: A young and ambitious individual is on the rise, displaying their success and confidence while navigating the world with their wits and skills. They enjoy the finer things in life, including a fast car and a stylish look, but also remain aware of the potential dangers that may come their way.

Response:
Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (Ayy)
Woah, kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (Ayy)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Niggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (Grrah)


Prompt: In a song, the singer discusses their mother's advice not to sell a specific item, possibly referring to a vintage T-shirt, and emphasizing the color and style.

Response:
(Ayy)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (White)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (Yeah)


Prompt: Your mother warned you not to sell your old shirt from 175, but you didn't listen.

Response:
Mama told you
Mama told me (Mama)
Not to sell work
Mama told you (Uh)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (White)


Prompt: A young, confident individual is expressing their newfound success, wealth, and lifestyle through a series of rapid-fire verses about their material possessions and attitude towards others.

Response:
Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (Ayy)
Woah, kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (Ayy)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Niggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (Ayy)


Prompt: A conversation between a mother and her child, discussing the importance of not selling their belongings, specifically a white T-shirt from 1975.

Response:
(Ayy)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (White)
Mama told me (Ayy)
Not to sell work (Mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (Yeah)
Mama told you
Mama told you


Prompt: A song about starting up and warming up, mentioning a rival, a bit of sass, and then emphasizing confidence and winning.

Response:
Pop a perky just to start up (Pop it, pop it)
Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (Two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch, she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash, ayy)
Slippery (Wow), 'scuse me, please me (Please)
I'm up (Up), oh, believe me, believe me (Believe me)
Get beat (Beat), 'cause I'm flexin' 'Rari's (Skrrt)
You can bet on me (Skrr, skrr, hey, hey, hey)


Prompt: Write a rap lyrics about a wealthy individual who flaunts their material possessions and success, yet doesn't take life too seriously and has a somewhat mysterious, yet non-violent demeanor.

Response:
I rock water, diamonds, I'm drippin' but not slippin'
I threw a quarter (Well damn), but nawl, I'm not trippin'
Bugatti on Forgis, and nawl, I'm not Crippin'
I buy Ferraris like Jordans, I'm Mike and y'all Pippen
Chillin', just me and my millions
Niggas, they all in they feelings
My bitches, I spoil them like they chillens
So persistent, if I want it, I go get it
I'm so slimy, grimy, sheisty but still shinin'
Rude and unkindly, cruel with no conscience
Drop the top on College, nigga, I ain't with no-nonsense
And I'm a murderer, nigga, but I don't promote violence


Prompt: Write a catchy and repetitive song about confidence and asserting oneself through actions and words.

Response:
Walk it like I talk it (Walk it)
Walk it like I talk it
Walk it, walk it like I talk it (Woo)
Walk it like I talk it (Yeah)
Walk it like I talk it (Walk it)
Walk it like I talk it
Walk it, walk it like I talk it (Woo)
Walk it like I talk it (Hey)
Walk it like I talk it (Walk it)
Walk it like I talk it (Walk it)
Walk it like I talk it
Walk it, walk it like I talk it (Woo)
Walk it like I talk it (Talk it)
Walk it like I talk it (Ayy)
Walk it like I talk it (Woo)
Walk it, walk it like I talk it (Yeah)


Prompt: A song about maintaining focus, overcoming a rivalry, and embracing personal growth, while also addressing past relationships and the lifestyle of a successful artist.

Response:
Ayy, I gotta stay in my zone
Say that we been beefin' dog, but you on your own
First night, she gon' let me fuck 'cause we grown
I hit her, gave her back to the city, she home
(She at home now!) That was that, so
I can't be beefin' with no wack nigga, got no backbone
Heard you livin' in a mansion in all your raps, though
But your shit look like the trap on this Google Maps, though
We been brothers since Versace bando, whoa
Name ringin' like a Migo trap phone, whoa
Used to be with Vashtie at Santo's
That's on Tommy Campos, we live like Sopranos and I—


Prompt: A song about confidently expressing oneself through actions and words

Response:
Walk it like I talk it (Walk it), walk it like I talk it (Yeah)
Walk it, walk it like I talk it (Talk it), walk it like I talk it (Woo)
Walk it like I talk it (Walk it), walk it like I talk it
Walk it, walk it like I talk it (Talk it), walk it like I talk it (Let's go)
Walk it like I talk it (Walk it), walk it like I talk it (Woo)
Walk it like I talk it, walk it, walk it like I talk it (Hey)
Walk it like I talk it (Walk it), walk it like I talk it (Yeah)
Walk it like I talk it, walk it, walk it like I talk it


Prompt: Describe the life of a young, ambitious trapper who dreams of making it big, and the experiences they have along the way, including the people they meet, the lifestyle they adopt, and their pursuit of success.

Response:
Dance with my dogs in the nighttime (Wroof)
Trap nigga with the chickens like Popeyes (Popeyes)
Money changin' colors like tie-dye (Tie-dye)
I'm just tryna get it, I ain't tryna die (No)
She got a big ol' onion booty, make the world cry (Cry)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (Whip it)
Hold them bands down (Hey), hold your mans down (Hey)
Who told you come around? (Who?) This that trap sound (Trap)
Designer clothes (Clothes), fashion shows (Shows)
Trap house (House) made of gold (Gold)
Control the bag now (Control it), no need to brag now (No need)
Ayy, put the mask down (Mask), we livin' fast now (Fast)
Finest hoes (Finest), wrist froze (Ho)
We can  go (We can) coast to coast (Coast)


Prompt: A song about a person's confidence and swagger in the kitchen, comparing their wrist movement to stir-frying food.

Response:
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (Whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (Whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (Whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (Whip it)
Keep watchin' me whip up
Still be real and famous, yeah
Dance with my dogs in the nighttime (Wroof)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (Whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (Whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (Whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (Wroof)


Prompt: Create a song that boasts about an extravagant lifestyle, including material possessions, relationships, and drug use, all while using catchy and repetitive phrases.

Response:
Bentley truck, yeah, that's my choice of ride (Skrrt, skrrt)
Always keep some bitches on the side, yeah, yeah (Woo)
Don't stand too close, my diamonds gonna bite (Bling)
I get drugs for the right price, yeah, yeah (Drugs)
She gon' eat this molly like it's rice (Eat it up)
I'ma let that lean flow through my ice (Lean, lean)
Said she never had a Migo night (No)
I'ma make her sing like Kelly Price (Sing!)


Prompt: Imagine a night out in a fast car, filled with good food, fun, and taking risks, all while building a connection with someone. Describe the exhilarating experience in a creative and whimsical way.

Response:
No key, push button auto, start my ride (Ride)
Two piece chicken wing without the fries (Fries)
If I pop the seal and drink it, you gon' drive (Drive)
If you let me in and I like, I change your life (Change)
Back it up, back it up, back it up, alright (Alright)
We go try something different just for tonight (Try)
Tear the tab and I paid the price (Price)
Just take me there I might roll the dice (Ah)
With a blindfold, I could still whip up a pie (Pie)
Never leave and go nowhere without the fire (Brrr)
If you cashed out on that Bentley Truck say "I" (I)
Plus another car that's on my ice (Yeah yeah)


Prompt: Rapping about your expensive lifestyle, choices, and experiences in relationships, while referencing popular culture and drugs.

Response:
Bentley truck, yeah, that's my choice of ride (Choice of ride, yeah, skrrt skrrt)
Always keep some bitches on the side, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Don't stand too close, my diamonds gonna bite (Gonna bite, yeah)
I get drugs for the right price, yeah, yeah (Drugs)
She gon' eat this molly like it's rice
I'ma let that lean flow through my ice
Said she never had a Migo night
I'ma make her sing like Kelly Price
My choice of ride (My choice of ride)
My choice of ride (My choice of ride)
Yeah, yeah, she gon' eat this molly like it's rice
I'ma make her sing, sing like Kelly Price, yeah (Woah)
I just can't understand her, understand
I just can't understand, understand
She drive, I drive hours, I always drive, I drive for you
I black out, I black out too


Prompt: Create a song with lyrics that pay homage to the drug trade, while also incorporating elements of Spanish slang and humor, as well as references to popular culture and urban legends.

Response:
Trapping like the narco (Narco)
Got dope like Pablo (Pablo)
Cut throat like Pablo (Cut throat)
Chop trees with the Draco (Draco)
On the Nawf, got Diego (Diego)
Say "Hasta luego" (Luego)
Muy Bien wrap a  kilo (Yeah)
Snub nose with potato
Straight out the jungle (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Magnífico)
This real rap, no mumble (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Arriba)
My skin black like mamba (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got stash boxes in Hondas (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Straight out the jungle (Oh yeah)


Prompt: A confident and empowered individual, unafraid to take control and express their independence, is speaking to someone they believe is holding them back. They don't care about taking pictures or impressing others, and instead prefer to embrace a rebellious attitude against societal norms.

Response:
Hold up, hold up (Hold up, hold up)
Get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Bad bitches, fuck 'em then dismiss 'em (Bad, woo)
I ain't really here to take no pictures (Flash)
Middle finger up, fuck the system (Fuck 'em)


Prompt: You've got a luxurious car that you've modified, and you're cruising with your friends. You're making fun of someone who is riding with you and are about to go to Chicago. You're attending a party where you're providing drugs, and your drug supplier is Vietnamese. You're using violent imagery to describe your daily routine and are thankful for the safety you experienced. You also mention a specific oil brand associated with your favorite group, Migos.

Response:
Yeah, coupe is robotic, I ain't touchin' (Nah, skrt)
Lookin' at your hoe because she is bustin' (Ye, woo)
Ridin' in the coupe with the wings (Ye, brrt)
Goin' to Chi-land with them chinks (Ye, chinks)
Percocet party, servin' fiends (Perky!)
Swear to God my plug was Vietnamese (Brrt brrt brrt)
Taliban, my drugs, wrap 'em, please (Taliban)
Servin' all day, my gas on E (Let's go)
Thirty hollow tips in extendo (Bow, thirty, brrt)
Shadows keep wavin' by my window (Woo, shadows)
Thankin' God, he saved my life from kick doors (God!)
Still sippin' oil, Migos Citgo (Drank, gone)


Prompt: In a song, a confident and bold character is expressing their disinterest in conforming to societal norms and is instead choosing to live life on their own terms. They are unafraid to confront people and situations, embracing a no-nonsense attitude and challenging the status quo. Throughout the song, the character repeats the phrase "get right witcha," asserting their intentions to confront and challenge anyone who comes their way.

Response:
Hold up, hold up (Yeah)
Get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Bad bitches, fuck 'em then dismiss 'em (Bad, woo)
I ain't really here to take no pictures (Flash)
Middle finger up, fuck the system (Fuck 'em)
Get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Hold up, get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Get right witcha


Prompt: Write a verse about asserting oneself in a situation, while paying tribute to a legendary musician.

Response:
If you know me, know this ain't my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume (Takeoff)
Talking crazy, I pull up, andale
R.I.P. to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate


Prompt: Write a song about the luxurious lifestyle and camaraderie among friends, particularly those who are wealthy and members of the "Young Rich Niggas" (YRN) movement.

Response:
Ayy Twaun turn that beat down
Haha
Public Service Announcement
Where all my rich niggas at, man?
YRN shit, man
Migo!


Prompt: Write a song expressing the confidence of a well-off individual and the attention they receive from others while in a social setting, using boxing as a metaphor for their prowess and dominance.

Response:
Broke niggas stand to the left (Left!)
My rich niggas stand to the right (To the right)
Lil' mama, she keep looking at me (Lil' mama!)
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it with the left, hit it with the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it with the left, beat it with the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night


Prompt: A rapper talks about their confidence, attracting women, and their luxurious lifestyle, while also addressing their rivals and warning them about potential consequences.

Response:
Quavo!
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Rumble, young nigga, rumble! (Rumble!)
Lil' mama want a nigga like me in the sheets
Ice Cube knock it out like Deebo (Bow, bow!)
Now who's that talking that gangsta shit?
Somebody gonna kick your ass (kick your ass)
When I walk up in the club I better make a thunderstorm (Yuh)
Let them know that this a whole lot of cash
Rich niggas on the right, all night (Rich nigga)
Broke niggas to the left, by yourself (Brokanese)
Now who the hell just said that the roof on fire?
Call 911 like Wyclef


Prompt: A song that describes a confident man's interaction with two distinct groups of people, highlighting his dominance in a boxing-related metaphor when dealing with a female he finds attractive.

Response:
Broke niggas stand to the left
My rich niggas stand to the right
Lil' mama, she keep looking at me (Lil' mama!)
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it with the left, hit it with the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it with the left, beat it with the right
I'ma knock the pussy out like fight night


Prompt: A person is at a club, unsure of why they brought a girl with them, feeling overwhelmed by the attention they're receiving due to their appearance and wealth. They question if it's their attractiveness or financial success that causes people to flock around them. They wonder how the girl they brought feels in this situation.

Response:
I don't know why I came in this club with you, girl (with you)
Don't know why I came in with these diamonds on my chain (Shine!)
Surrounded by bad bitches I can't get 'em out my face (Bitch!)
Is it cause a nigga handsome and wealthy? (wealthy)
Is it cause a nigga cook like a professor? (professor)
I don't know how you feel can you tell me? (can you tell me?)
I won't know how you feel 'til you tell me ('til you tell me)
Is it cause a nigga handsome and wealthy?


Prompt: How does the world perceive someone with money, and do people treat them differently because of it?

Response:
Is it my looks or is it my wealth?
Or is it the way that I carry myself?
Let me know I need some help
Don't keep that secret to yourself
Bitches be saying I'm acting funny cause a young nigga got a lotta money
She lookin' at me like she want somethin'
Can't give her nothin' but a couple hundreds
She sucked up on a nigga, tryna give a nigga kisses, baby girl you trippin'
(I don't know how you feel can you tell me?)
I know why you came in this club tonight
Looking for a nigga that's gon' change your life


Prompt: A man reflects on his time at a club with a girl, questioning their reasons for being there and the possible reasons for the attention they receive from others.

Response:
I don't know why I came in this club with you, girl (with you)
Don't know why I came in with these diamonds on my chain
Surrounded by bad bitches I can't get 'em out my face
Is it cause a nigga handsome and wealthy? (wealthy)
Is it cause a nigga cook like a professor? (professor)
I don't know how you feel can you tell me? (can you tell me?)
I won't know how you feel 'til you tell me ('til you tell me)
Is it cause a nigga handsome and wealthy?


Prompt: A boastful rapper flaunting his wealth and style, with a luxurious lifestyle featuring high-end fashion, flashy jewelry, and a beautiful woman by his side.

Response:
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon' notice me
And you know I got that Rol' on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon' notice me


Prompt: Write a song about the excitement and desire to connect with someone, using vivid imagery and rhythmic language.

Response:
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah


Prompt: Imagine a young person expressing their feelings and desires for a special someone, using the metaphor of riding, crying, flying, vibing, and being alive to represent their emotions. They also mention a "Fox Five" as a reference to their unique connection. The song should convey a mix of excitement, passion, and longing, and can be interpreted in various ways depending on the listener's perspective.

Response:
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah


Prompt: Imagining a thrilling, emotional rollercoaster ride of excitement, love, and adventure, while incorporating unique expressions and phrases in a catchy rhythm.

Response:
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry  on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah


Prompt: The lyrics describe a situation where multiple people are facing a difficult or dangerous scenario, and the repetition of the phrase "You niggas in trouble" serves as a warning or a reminder of the consequences they could face.

Response:
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble, Cardo Got Wings)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble


Prompt: A song warning friends and enemies that they're in trouble, particularly regarding money and debt.

Response:
You niggas in trouble (Uh), you niggas in trouble (Ayy)
No for real, no cap, my money long like anaconda (Uh)
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble (Oh), you niggas in trouble
If you think about runnin' with debt then you in trouble
You niggas in trouble (Ooh), you niggas in trouble


Prompt: Rappers, how to address the struggle and consequences of living with debt and the dangers of trying to escape it through running.

Response:
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
No for real, no cap, my money long like anaconda
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
If you think about runnin' with debt then you in trouble
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble


Prompt: A young rapper aspires to rise in fame, using catchy lyrics to describe his lifestyle, including references to guns, money, and a successful image. He claims to have a powerful presence and challenges other rappers' authenticity, suggesting that their street credibility is not as strong as they claim.

Response:
Droppin' them bangers, bangers, bangers
Double cup stuffed full Texas Ranger
One in the chamber
I shoot a hundred round clip like Wilt Chamberlain
Go to the top and I'm gon' bring the gang in
Bitch, do anything to get famous
My wrist cost me a brick and it's frigid
I'm rich, but I did not let it change me
Statistics say that you niggas ain't gangsta


Prompt: A rapper discussing the consequences of living a risky lifestyle and the dangers of debt

Response:
You niggas in trouble (Uh), you niggas in trouble (Ayy)
No for real, no cap, my money long like anaconda (Uh)
You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble (Oh), you niggas in trouble
If you think about runnin' with debt then you in trouble
You niggas in trouble (Ooh), you niggas in trouble


Prompt: Create a song where the lyrics repeatedly mention "Hannah Montana" and also reference partying, drug use, and trapping all night long.

Response:
Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana
Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana
I got molly, I got white
I got molly, I got white
I been trappin', trappin', trappin', trappin' all damn night
Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana
Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana
I got molly, I got white
I got molly, I got white
I been trappin', trappin', trappin', trappin' all damn night


Prompt: Create a song with the lyrics, "Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy" repeated throughout, incorporating a catchy rhythm and invoking a sense of excitement and energy.

Response:
Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy
Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy
Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, ooh


Prompt: A song that celebrates excess, materialism, and living life to the fullest, while using space and animal metaphors to emphasize the confidence and power of the speaker.

Response:
When I take drugs I go to the Moon (Yeah, Moon)
Lil' spoiled bitch, 2000 on shoes (2000 thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (Yeah, plus two)
By myself at the top like cocoon (Ayy, top cocoon)
When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon (Skk, skrt, cocoon)
Designer gifts red bottoms baboon (Bottoms, ayy, baboon)
We the wave, we the wave, typhoon (Wave, ayy, typhoon)
Take her out of the hills to fuck with some goons (Ayy, out some goons)
Now she breaking pounds in my room (Pounds)


Prompt: Write lyrics inspired by the struggles of street life, mixed with a hint of spirituality and rhythm.

Response:
Buddah bless this beat
That's a fool, nah
Yeah, trap shit
No, no, no, no, no, no


Prompt: Write a song lyric about a person who is skilled in trapping and is good at securing resources, using creative and unconventional ways. The lyrics should have a playful and confident tone, and may include references to popular culture or well-known brands.

Response:
Up early in the morning trappin' (Trap-trap)
You can get 'em how you askin' (Ask)
How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way
Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax)
I beat the pot with a passion (Beat it up)
A hundred acres on the mansion
I dab in the latest fashion (Eat it up)
Bitches need a call castin' (Yeah)


Prompt: A song featuring members of the rap group Migos, discussing their newfound wealth and fame, expressing that they are no longer struggling and embracing their new lifestyle.

Response:
Young rich nigga, Migo!
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Young rich nigga! (Quavo!)


Prompt: A man is describing his experience with a woman who used to be a stripper, and how her desires and priorities have changed over time, but he has no intention of settling down with her or marrying her.

Response:
She's a stripper naked dancer but she's begging me to wife her, (No!)
When the first time I met lil' mama she was a one-nighter, (One night!)
Hell nah, I don't love nun' but my money and my rifle, (Money, Glahh!)
At the top like Eiffel Tower, I told her to beat it
You would have thought she was Michael! (Go!)
She don't wanna be a freak no more, (Freak!)
She don't wanna take molly, get geeked no more, (Geek!)
She don't even wanna strip no more
She don't wanna see the pole
Cause young nigga walking straight in with the gold
I apologize, you know that my niggas they witnessed you naked (Naked!)
You want me to tie the knot?
Oh no no no, she must be crazy! (Crazy!)


Prompt: Write a song about a person who is in a relationship with someone who is very wild and unpredictable, but that person starts to show signs of wanting to change and settle down.

Response:
I know she's a freak (I know that she freakin')
I know she's a freak (Super freak)
So please do not try to run game on me (I'm not a PlayStation)
Please do not try to run game on me (I'm not a 360)
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Then she told me (Ugh!) she don't wanna be a freak no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more (No more!)
She don't wanna be a freak no more
Don't wanna be freakin', no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more
Don't wanna be freakin'
Don't wanna be freak no more


Prompt: A character is trying to convince another person that they don't want to continue being "different" or "unusual" in some way.

Response:
Then she told me (Ugh!) she don't wanna be a freak no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more (No more!)
She don't wanna be a freak no more
Don't wanna be freakin', no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more
Don't wanna be freakin'
Don't wanna be freak no more


Prompt: A person expressing their desire to not be seen as an outcast or 'freak' in society anymore.

Response:
Then she told me (Ugh!) she don't wanna be a freak no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more (No more!)
She don't wanna be a freak no more
Don't wanna be freakin', no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more
Don't wanna be freakin'
Don't wanna be freak no more


Prompt: A confident rapper describes their flashy lifestyle and attributes, their affinity for bad bitches, and their evasion of danger.

Response:
AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out (Ice)
Whole pointers 'round my neck, lookin' like a lighthouse (Shine)
Lil' nigga, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down
Runnin' man (Woo), runnin' man (Woo), catch me if you can
Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me (Bad)
Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me (Woo)
Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me (Bad)
Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me (Woo)


Prompt: A catchy song about passing around a desirable woman among friends and not wanting to see her in the morning.

Response:
Hit her for a minute then I pass her to the homie (Pass)
Hit her for a minute then I passed her to the homie (Go)
I don't wanna see you when I wake up in the mornin' (Nah)
Bad bitches only (Go), bad bitches on me
Huncho


Prompt: Describe a night out with friends, where you meet some attractive women and have a good time partying, but ultimately have no serious intentions and don't want to see them the next morning.

Response:
Hit her for a minute then I pass her to the homie (Pass)
Hit her for a minute then I passed her to the homie (Go)
I don't wanna see you when I wake up in the mornin' (Nah)
Bad bitches only (Woo), bad bitches on me (Woo, woo, woo)


Prompt: A confident and aggressive rapper brags about his attractiveness to "bad bitches" while calling out the less interesting, "sad bitches." He challenges others to confront him and questions their loyalty, emphasizing that he is a successful, wealthy, and feared individual. He also expresses a desire to be associated with elite and high-powered individuals, referencing famous people and luxurious items.

Response:
Bad bitches on me, only bad bitches want me
Hold up, where the bad bitches? Look at all the sad bitches (Sad)
Say a hundred, do two hundred on the dash, smash nigga (Smash)
Who want it? 'Cause we run it, ain't no question, ask niggas (Ask)
Better punt it on the fourth, 'cause ain't no runnin' past niggas (No)
Man, we done it, that's important, who you trust to blast with you? (Who?)
Make it spaz, that's a quarter cash in the caterpillar (Spaz)
Porsche tags on the nigga ass, I'm a cop killer (Fuck 'em)
Reggie Miller, shoot 'em, bill up, say 'Phillipe' while you say, 'Philip'
Double cup, codeine killer, Houston Texas, now who trilla?
Bad bitches in the mirror, told her take the team with her (Bad)
Bet she bring the team with her, bring the blue and green, lookin' at my (Ice)


Prompt: Rapping about flashy jewelry, confidently displaying wealth and attracting the attention of both envious and admiring listeners, while emphasizing the importance of keeping a low profile and only surrounding oneself with bad bitches.

Response:
AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out (Ice)
Whole pointers 'round my neck, lookin' like a lighthouse (Shine)
Lil' nigga, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down
Runnin' man (Woo), runnin' man (Woo), catch me if you can
Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me (Bad)
Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me (Woo)
Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me (Bad)
Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me (Woo)


Prompt: A song about overcoming obstacles and asserting one's own way, using a metaphor about "loading up the Drac" to represent readiness for any challenges and referencing the popular phrase "whatever niggas wanna take it.

Response:
Load up the Drac'
Fuck it, I'm makin' 'em pay
It's however niggas wan' take it (Ayy)
I'm havin' my way, 'Set out here havin' his way
Qua' out here havin' his way, and like the third Migo, I take
(Bitch, what?)
Load up the Drac'
What else are they gonna play?
This however niggas wan' take it (Ayy)
I'm havin' my way, 'Set out here havin' his way
Qua' out here havin' his way, and like the third Migo, I take
(Bitch, what? Ayy, yeah)


Prompt: In a rap song, a street hustler discusses his life, achievements, and aspirations, with a focus on wealth, power, and influence. The lyrics should emphasize the individual's determination and willingness to take control of their destiny, as well as the importance of loyalty and resilience.

Response:
Load up the Drac' (Drac')
Makin' them fuck niggas pay (Yeah)
Straight out the trap to the play (We gone)
Who said they ain't havin' they way? (Who?)
Might have a lil' more on they plate (Eat it up)
We havin' our way in three ways (Woo)
OVO scope on the Drac' (Ugh)
We havin' our way (Havin' that shit)
Havin' my way in the city, get pulled out your britches
You talkin' or trippin'?
Go put all my cleats on, walkin', ain't slippin' (Walk)
Havin' my way, now this shit like a business
Load up the bases, now I feel like Cal Ripken (Ayy)
She had it her way, now she out of a Bentley (Skrrt)
(Skrrt-skrrt, get out, ooh)


Prompt: Write a song about life in the trap and friends supporting each other.

Response:
Yeah, yeah
Shoutout to all my trap niggas
Shoutout my nigga Bo, I'll see you on the other side
(Trap, trap, trap)
Trap
(Trap, trap)
Trap
Woah
Trappin' out the house
(Trap, trap, trap, woah, woah, woah, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, go)


Prompt: The song is about a person who is involved in illegal activities and is taking precautions to hide their actions by boarding up their windows.

Response:
Trappin' out the house wit' the boards on the windows (Trap)
Trappin' out the house wit' the boards on the windows (Bando)
Trappin' out the house wit' the boards on the windows (Woah)
Trapped out the bando (Bando)
Trapped out the bando (Whoo)
Trapped out the bando (Bando)
Trapped out the bando (Bando)
Trapped out the bando (Whoo, whoo)
Trapped out the bando (Bando)
Trappin' out the house wit' the boards on the windows (Trap-trap-trap)
Trap, trappin' out the house wit' the boards on the windows (Go)


Prompt: Write a song that describes a person's life in their hometown, specifically their experiences of being confined or restricted. Use repetition and wordplay to emphasize the theme.

Response:
Trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando
Trappin' out the house wit' the boards on the windows (Go)


Prompt: A young person expresses their feelings of being confined or restrained, using the imagery of being "trapped" in their own house with boarded-up windows as a metaphor for their current situation.

Response:
Trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando
Trapped out the bando
Trappin' out the house wit' the boards on the windows (Go)


Prompt: A man named Ricky, often jokingly referred to as "Ricky Racks" due to his love of money, constantly asks for the price of everything he encounters, making it clear that his only focus is on the monetary value of things.

Response:
Ricky Racks
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me the price
Tell me the price (Yeah, yeah)
Tell me the price (Yeah)
Tell me the price (Yeah, yeah)
No surprise


Prompt: A song about the increasing cost of daily life, with a focus on resilience and taking control of one's situation.

Response:
What's the price? (Prices, prices, going up)
Woo! (Prices, prices, price)
The bitch bad, I slide (Prices, prices, going up)
Hold on, yeah (Prices, prices, price)
What's the price? (What's the price? Prices going up, prices)
Hold on (Price, going up, yeah)
The bitch bad, I slide, skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt (Going up)
Hold on (Woo, woo, woo, price)


Prompt: A rapper venting about their struggles and challenges, emphasizing their determination to overcome obstacles and succeed, while addressing the double standards and misconceptions society often has about them.

Response:
Bad Mona Lisa (Bad), slide with my people
Pink slip for the ride, but what's in the trunk, it's illegal
Came from dimes, no cosigns
You can read between the lines
Like a pro skater, did my own grinds
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Tell me what the preacher preach about (Preacher)
Tell me what the teacher teach about (Teacher)
I'ma go find me a better route
That bullshit and cap, you can leave it out (Cap)
They talking but ain't tryna hear me out
Won't open the door, tryna leave me out (Open)
I'ma pull up and just empty out (Brrt)
Come through, just make sure you clear me out (Brrt)


Prompt: A song about a dangerous and daring individual who is going against the norm, seeking their own path and success, and challenging the societal norms and expectations.

Response:
Bad Mona Lisa (Bad), slide with my people (Skrrt skrrt)
Pink slip for the ride (Skrrt skrrt), but what's in the trunk, it's illegal
Came from dimes (Dimes), no cosigns (No cosigns)
You can read between the lines
Like a pro skater, did my own grinds, yeah (Grinds)


Prompt: Create a song about the rising prices and the struggle of holding on in the face of these changes, with a focus on the attitude of not being held back by these challenges.

Response:
What's the price? (What's the price? price is going up, prices)
Hold on (Price, going up yeah)
The bitch bad, I slide, skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt (Going up)
Hold on (Woo, woo, woo, price, yeah!)


Prompt: Write a song that explores the fear of being misunderstood and the need for validation while also highlighting the importance of representing one's origins and culture.

Response:
Hey, I know this might sound weird to say (To say)
But would you love me if I ran away? (Away)
I know you probably think I'm insane (Insane)
Ain't nothin' change but the pocket change (Pocket change)
I know they gotta feel my pain (Feel it)
I make them birds Lauryn Hill sang (Brr)
And everywhere I go they know my name (And what you claim)
'Cause I be reppin' gang gang (Gang gang)


Prompt: A rapper is describing their luxurious lifestyle, bragging about their connections in China Town, and emphasizing their wealth and influence.

Response:
Black shades, Johnny Cage, diamonds go parade (Chirp! Chirp!)
Motorola in the kitchen, whippin' Sonya
My plug look like Pacquiao, his daughter is Kitana
Young rich nigga, getting money in Tijuana
China Town, China Town, China Town, China Town
Young rich nigga, I got plugs out in Ch-China Town
China Town, China Town, China Town, China Town
Young rich nigga, I got plugs out in Ch-China Town


Prompt: A rapper is addressing his haters, those who doubted him, and the "fuckboys" who underestimated the Migos. The lyrics also mention the rappers' lifestyle, their luxury car, trips, and the upcoming release of their album "CULTURE.

Response:
They try to play us, they play themselves
(808 Mafia) This the intro
For all you fuckboys that ever doubted the Migos
You played yourself! (Another one)
Fuckboy, bow down
Spin off in the coupe, typhoon (Skrt skrt)
I act an ass, baboon
Wrappin' that dope, cocoon
Young rich nigga in the room
Finesse a nigga, no raccoon
Spendin' M&M's in June
Took a trip to Cancun
CULTURE album comin' soon (Another one)


Prompt: A rapper is expressing their feelings about various aspects of their life, including dealing with law enforcement, using slang terms for their possessions, and the effects of certain substances on their well-being.

Response:
Dividing you up into stocks
Tired of runnin' from the cops (12)
Pourin' lean on the rocks (Mud)
Mink fur, that's a fox (Vrrt)
Quarter million in the vault (Quarter K)
I'ma let the semi talk (Whole K)
Now he swimmin' with the dolphins (Dolphins)
Perky got me feelin' nauseous
Don't come around with the nonsense (Uh-uh)


Prompt: In the lyrics of a song, how does the artist express their loyalty and dedication to representing their culture and how does Migos set the standard for this? Additionally, mention the artist's upcoming "CULTURE" album and the luxurious lifestyle they've been able to achieve.

Response:
CULTURE
How the fuck you fuckboys ain't gon' act
Like Migos ain't reppin' the culture?
They rep the culture from the streets
Fuckboy, bow down
CULTURE album soon come
Another one
Spin off in the coupe, typhoon (Skrt skrt)
I act an ass, baboon
Wrappin' that dope, cocoon
Young rich nigga in the room
Finesse a nigga, no raccoon
Spendin' M&M's in June
Took a trip to Cancun
CULTURE album comin' soon (Another one)


Prompt: Describe a scene where someone is lost in a dreamy, surreal setting with white sand and frost, playing a mysterious game and encountering a ghost-like figure.

Response:
Yeah, white color sand (Yeah), frost in my hand, yeah (Hand)
Lost in the game (It's lit), ghost, Danny Phantom (Ooh yeah)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah
Ones make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (Straight up)


Prompt: A flashy and confident young man describes his wild night out, filled with luxury cars, exotic women, and reckless spending, ultimately leading him to make a reckless decision and spend all his money at the dealership.

Response:
Coupe outside (Outside), she say let me ride
Bust down Rollie with the ice (Ice)
Ride 'round the city with a pipe
Wrist frozen (Frozen)
Blessed, I guess I'm chosen (Chosen)
Hit a lightskin from Oakland
In my old school sideshow
Supersport (Ooh yeah)
Crash the Porsche (Ooh yeah)
I was gettin' head (Woah)
She was killin' it (Woah)
Caught an Uber to the dealership (Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
Cash out on some new shit (Woah, look, bitch)


Prompt: A confident and successful individual who surrounds themselves with loyalty and like-minded people, including their own "Migos soldiers." They're aware of those trying to bring them down and can't be easily shaken. They're also seen as a prominent figure in their industry, with a certain level of success and popularity.

Response:
I surround myself with all this loyalty
Swear to God I'm the one, my girl just might propose to me (I swear)
Clique full of CEO's (O's), none of us got a degree (No, no)
Made it from the underground, now they back tryna bury me (Bury me)
I lean, I sway (Woah), with Quay (Vo), and Tay (Koff)
I give and hardly take, you level up, I levitate
Bitch you a culture (What?), vulture (Woah), poser (Woah)
Hungry for exposure, I'm with my Migos soldiers, gone
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White color sand, yeah (Yeah), frost in my hand, yeah
Lost in the game, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (It's lit)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (Alright), ten in the van, yeah
Ones make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (Straight up)


Prompt: Write a song about an extravagant, wealthy lifestyle, filled with fast cars, fashion, and confidence.

Response:
Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (Clean, yeah)
Coupe got wings (Coupe got)
Posted up with kings (Coupe got wings)
On the top like toupee (On top)
Play no games, no 2K (No 2K)
Crap game in the Blue Flame (Crap)
Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (Skrrt skrrt)


Prompt: Write lyrics about a surreal beach experience involving white sand, frost, and a ghostly presence.

Response:
Yeah, white color sand, yeah (Yeah), frost in my hand, yeah
Lost in the game, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (It's lit)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (Alright), ten in the van, yeah
Ones make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (Straight up)


Prompt: Imagine a song where the lyrics describe a person's luxurious lifestyle, including their affinity for pink drinks, a fancy car with wings, and hanging out with high-class individuals. The lyrics also mention their disdain for certain aspects of modern life and the importance of being genuine in their actions.

Response:
Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (Clean, yeah)
Coupe got wings (Coupe got)
Posted up with kings (Coupe got wings)
On the top like toupee (On top)
Play no games, no 2K (No 2K)
Crap game in the Blue Flame (Crap)
Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (Skrrt skrrt)


Prompt: Imagine a scene where a group of friends are at a party, discussing what everyone is going to do next, and the energy of the night is growing as more people join in on the conversation and start sharing their ideas, which include some mischievous and playful plans.

Response:
'Know whatchua'll doin?
But I'm piped up
See that boy right there?
He piped up
M-M-M-Murda
See that girl right there?
She piped up


Prompt: A song about expressing oneself and making a statement at the club, on stage, and in different situations.

Response:
Pipe it up (Ooh), pipe it up (Ooh), pipe it up (Ooh), pipe it up (Ooh)
Pipe it up (Dab), pipe it up (Dab), pipe it up (Dab), pipe it up (Dab)
I walk in the club just to pipe it up (Ay)
I stand on this stage and I pipe it up (Ay)
Get a regular ho tell her pipe it up (Ooh)
Go buy a bando then I pipe it up (Ay)
Pipe it up (Ooh), pipe it up (Ooh), pipe it up (Ooh), pipe it up (Ooh)
Pipe it up (Ooh), pipe it up (Dab), pipe it up (Dab, ay, ooh)
I walk in the club just to pipe it up (Ay)
I stand on this stage and I pipe it up (Ay)
Get a regular ho tell her pipe it up (Ooh)
Go buy a bando then I pipe it up (Ay)


Prompt: A rapper excitedly describes their recent purchases at the Versace store and their new luxurious lifestyle.

Response:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the ducks and I know that they're mighty
(Zaytoven!)
Woah!
I mean I just left the Versace store


Prompt: A catchy and energetic rap song about a fashion-obsessed individual who can't stop talking about their love for Versace.

Response:
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Quavo! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!


Prompt: Write a song about how some people, particularly women, are untrustworthy and take advantage of others, using the term 'wishy washy' to describe their behavior.

Response:
You know these hoes wishy washy (Wishy washy)
They'll fuck yo partner (They'll fuck yo partner)
Take all of yo guala (They'll take yo guala)
You know these hoes wishy washy
They hop in my bed, they can't wait to open they legs (Open yo legs)
They walk in the mall, they can't wait to spend all my bread
Wishy washy (Wishy washy)
Wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy (Go)
Wishy washy, these hoes wishy washy (Wishy washy)
Wishy washy, I cannot trust them
Wishy washy, I cannot love them
You gotta watch them, these hoes wishy washy (Quavo)


Prompt: A lyric about being ready for a wild night with friends, emphasizing the energy and excitement of going out while using phrases like "stop," "chill," "scale," and "let's go" to express readiness and enthusiasm.

Response:
(DJ Durel)
(Ayy Castro, go crazy)
Yeah, (Soo) we gone (Huh), stop, we good (Stop)
Chill, we on, (Chyeah) scale, let's go (Let's go)
Domingo (Huh), let's go (Migo)
Take' (Huh), let’s go (Huh)
'Set (Huh), let’s roll


Prompt: A song about persistence and determination to overcome life's obstacles by constantly working on improving oneself and achieving one's goals.

Response:
Straightenin', straightenin' (Woo)
Straightenin', yeah (Straight)
Straightenin', straightenin' (Soo)
Straightenin', yeah (Straight)
Don't nothin' get straightenin' but straightenin' (Hey)
Don't nothin' get straightenin' but straightenin' (Soo)
Don't nothin' get straightenin' but straightenin' (Straight)
You don't get shit straight, you gon' straighten it (Nah)


Prompt: Express the importance of not taking things for granted and how life can be unpredictable, while also maintaining a sense of humor and positivity.

Response:
Straightenin'
No, nothin' get some straightenin' (Soo)
Yeah, don't nothin' get straightenin' but straightenin' (Don't nothin' get straightenin' but straightenin')
You feel me? (Don't nothin' get straight)
I don't know what y'all think goin' on out there but know what I mean? (Straightenin')
We straight, we straight (Don't nothin' get straight, yeah)
Soo, soo, soo, soo, soo, soo (Don't nothin' get straight)
We gone


Prompt: Create a song expressing the excitement and confidence of a young person who is making their way in the world, surrounded by people who doubt them, but they remain focused and determined to succeed.

Response:
Zaytoven
Hah (Know what I mean?), pussy
Fuck all these niggas man
Yeah, we havin' this shit too, nigga
Yeah, young nigga havin' this money and shit
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Yeah, yeah for real


Prompt: A man is describing his past experiences with women, the money he has made, and his intentions in his relationships. The lyrics mention using drugs, manipulating situations, and flexing to show off his power and success.

Response:
Brown (Brown), paper (Paper), bags (Bags, cash)
Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (Smash, dad, smash)
Cuffing that bitch, when she fucking, you going out sad (Sad, huh, sad)
I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash
That's your main bitch? I was fucking her first (Smash)
Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (Hey)
Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose (Flex)
These bitches went missing when I was just hurtin' (These bitches went missing, where, where?)
I put your bitch on the Xan then put her on Perkys (Xanny xanny, perky perky)
That was a part of the plan, get millions is workin'


Prompt: Imagine if a group of 65 creators collaborated on a song that repeats the phrase "bitch dab" as a fun, catchy hook.

Response:
Bitch dab, bitch dab
Bitch dab, bitch dab
Bitch dab, bitch dab
Bitch dab, bitch dab
Bitch dab, bitch dab
Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab


Prompt: A song about the evolution of popular dance moves and the importance of understanding their origins.

Response:
So now niggas dabbin'
Before it was swaggin'
Nigga thinkin' that it's just a dance
When dabbin' is a way of fashion
See I'm tryin' to teach y'all the rules and regulations
Cause there's a lot of niggas out here perpetrating
No temptations, Migos sensation
Seen a lot of faces, why not make a Young Rich Nation, ayy!


Prompt: A group of friends celebrating and expressing their excitement to take on new challenges, with lyrics conveying the energy and camaraderie they share.

Response:
Let's go
I'm surrounded by some real niggas (Lil Top)
Hey (Yeah), yessir (They won't do it), Buddah Bless this beat


Prompt: Create a song about a person's reckless lifestyle, focusing on themes of violence, drug use, and relationships.

Response:
I said I need it
This Draco undefeated (Rrah)
Hit your block and then I bleed it (Yeah)
Go long, these bullets, he receive it
I can't see it (I can't)
My wrist look like a snow cone, make her eat it (Woah)
Once I see her, I give her that dope dick just like it's ether
Then I leave her, I can't get caught up, I can't be on Cheaters
There go them people, you know what it is
Go put the dope up 'fore they breach us
Before they breach us
I'ma get out this bitch and I'm strikin', I'm throwin' my heater
Whole lotta money, and still they keep comin'
Forever I'm livin' my life like a bleeder (Slime)


Prompt: A rap song about the contrast between the street slang and the actual names of places in a neighborhood, highlighting the difference in perception between the residents and outsiders.

Response:
(De-De-De-Deko)
They said it was called the trap
(OG Parker)
But on the Northside, we call it the bando
You ain't know
Nah, for real


Prompt: Reflect on the current generation of young individuals and their success, expressing both their struggles and triumphs.

Response:
Yeah
Talk to me
See this day and age, these young niggas getting paid


Prompt: A resilient person is refusing to be unhappy, particularly regarding a difficult situation or individual.

Response:
I'm not goin' out sad
I'm not goin' out sad
I'm not goin' out sad
'Specially bout that bitch
I can't go out sad
I can't go out sad
I can't go out sad
'Specially bout that bitch


Prompt: Write a song expressing determination to not let a negative situation or person bring you down.

Response:
I'm not goin' out sad
I'm not goin' out sad
I'm not goin' out sad
'Specially bout that bitch
I can't go out sad
I can't go out sad
I can't go out sad
'Specially bout that bitch


Prompt: A song describing the experiences of someone who is feeling down and regretful after being deceived by a woman, who led him to believe they were in a committed relationship, only to later find out she was only using him. The song talks about the consequences of being deceived, the struggle to move on, and the need to let go of the past and focus on oneself.

Response:
(Takeoff!)
I can't, go out, sad about no bitch
Who me? Takeoff never mad about no bitch
Depressed, need to get some' off my chest
Ain't stressed about that bitch
She let, me nut on her chest, you still arrest that bitch
Bad, yeah lil' mama bad, you let her get the Jag and crash
That's goin' out sad
You took on her on a date with dad
The question is boy did you smash?
Been strong a week and a half
And everything you get to give that bitch half (tricked you)
Aw man, goddamn, these niggas goin' out sad
Wifin' ho's up, there's not one nigga the hood done been had
Smash, cuff, but you can pass, ignore but can't erase the past
She fool you once, shame on her, if she fool you twice it's yo ass
I got to put you down
Ay man, these niggas goin' out sad
I'm tellin' ya, can't go out bad
Naw, 'specially bout that bitch


Prompt: Write a song about overcoming a challenging situation and not letting it bring you down.

Response:
I'm not goin' out sad
I'm not goin' out sad
I'm not goin' out sad
'Specially bout that bitch
I can't go out sad
I can't go out sad
I can't go out sad
'Specially bout that bitch


Prompt: Create a song that celebrates the journey of young individuals transforming into successful, wealthy individuals, highlighting the experiences and milestones along the way.

Response:
It's been a long time coming
From young niggas to young rich niggas
It's DJ Durel and I'd like to welcome you to Rich Nigga Timeline


Prompt: Write a song about waking up in the morning, feeling a bit hungry, and deciding to indulge in a simple, yet satisfying snack of rap snacks with a dab of ranch sauce.

Response:
You know
You woke up and you don’t know what to do
(DJ Durel)
And you a little hungry
Rap snacks with a dab of ranch
It’s just for you
For you (Ayy, woo)


Prompt: Imagine a fun, catchy song about satisfying a sudden craving for ranch dressing on a sandwich or a dish. Use repetition to emphasize the simplicity and effectiveness of this solution when hunger strikes.

Response:
Dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
When you get a little hungry (Yeah)
Don’t panic (Yeah)
Just dab and ranch it (Yeah)
When you get a little hungry
Don’t panic
Just dab and ranch it (Yeah)


Prompt: A song that captures the energy of a night out with friends, where everyone is taking turns rapping, dancing, and enjoying life's moments.

Response:
What-you-want
Mi-go!
No, no, no
Migo!
Go!


Prompt: Create a song that celebrates wealth and success while warning others about potential threats and rivalries.

Response:
Call me what you want but you can't call me broke (money)
Pull up with that choppa and a telescope
Got 50 chickens in with me, runnin' around in my city
Young rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys, rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys
We makin' a motion picture (movie), Michelangelo (movie)
I'm seein' the snakes in the grass - shhh!
I got the antidope, antidope, antidope, antidope
Antidope, antidope, antidope, antidope


Prompt: Rap about being an undercover drug dealer with mafia connections and navigating through the dangerous world of organized crime while simultaneously enjoying life and staying one step ahead of your enemies.

Response:
I got the antidope
I'm feelin' like Scarface, Al Pacino comin' off a banana boat
And how the fuck 200 Migo touchin' down in Mexico
Fuckin' around with Eduardo, told me that he know Armando
Armando fuckin' with Carlos, Carlos wrappin' em up in the barcodes
Ridin' around with that Scotty in brand new Bugattis
OG Miley Cyrus, snakes tryna give me the virus
But I got that antidope like I know science but I'm no scientist
Fuckin' around with them bombs but I am no terrorist
Piss on your bitch, that R. Kelly shit
I'm on Mount Everest sippin' on medicine


Prompt: A young, wealthy individual is boasting about their wealth, success, and power, using the image of a snake to describe their awareness of haters or people trying to bring them down. They are also referring to their confidence, style, and influence, possibly in the music industry, as they mention creating a movie. They emphasize their strong and resilient nature, using the term 'antidote' to describe their attitude and approach to life.

Response:
Call me what you want but you can't call me broke (money)
Pull up with that choppa and a telescope
Got 50 chickens in with me, runnin' around in my city
Young rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys, rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys
We makin' a motion picture (movie), Michelangelo (movie)
I'm seein' the snakes in the grass - shhh!
I got the antidope, antidope, antidope, antidope
Antidope, antidope, antidope, antidope


Prompt: Discussing the differences in material wealth and lifestyle between two individuals, highlighting that one may be wealthier or more successful in various aspects of life.

Response:
If you havin' paper and I'm havin' paper
How you gon' big on big?
If you havin' neighbors and I'm havin' acres
How you gon' big on big?
If I got the Draco and you got the Sig
How you gon' big on big?
If I'm trappin' that gas, you trappin' that mid
How you gon' big on big?
If I pull out a dub, you pull out a ten
How you gon' big on big?
If your bitch is a five, my bitch is a ten
How you gon' big on big?
You drivin' a Jag, I'm pushin' a Benz
How you gon' big on big?
What you talkin' about? We done been did
How you gon' big on big?


Prompt: Imagine two friends comparing their resources, material possessions, and lifestyles, ultimately questioning the value of their achievements and wealth in relation to each other.

Response:
If you havin' paper and I'm havin' paper
How you gon' big on big?
If you havin' neighbors and I'm havin' acres
How you gon' big on big?
If I got the Draco and you got the Sig
How you gon' big on big?
If I'm trappin' that gas, you trappin' that mid
How you gon' big on big?
If I pull out a dub, you pull out a ten
How you gon' big on big?
If your bitch is a five, my bitch is a ten
How you gon' big on big?
You drivin' a Jag, I'm pushin' a Benz
How you gon' big on big?
What you talkin' about? We done been did
How you gon' big on big?
Can't go big on big
Can't go big on big
Can't go big on big
Can't go big on big


Prompt: Imagine a song where the artist is praising a beat created by a producer known as Honorable C.N.O.T.E., expressing gratitude and excitement about how the beat has impacted their creative process.

Response:
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (Buddah Bless this beat)
Chyeah


Prompt: Write a song about the experiences and lifestyle of young, successful people, focusing on their material possessions, confidence, and relationships.

Response:
Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah
Superstars, superstars, superstars out (Hey)
Brand new cars (Skrrt, yeah), we buy the bar now (Woo)
Swang doors now (Skrrt), fuck on hoes now (Smash)
Tats and golds, uh (Tats), rock the shows, uh (Yeah)
Big bank rolls (Cash, woo), now she go, uh (Go)
For the team, uh (Woo), now she wet, don't ski, uh (Splash)
Thinkin' 'bout postin' her on the 'gram, and delete her (Delete it)
Whole gang in the field, we don't do bleachers, uh


Prompt: A song featuring multiple contributions, with a focus on the beat and the unique lyrics, incorporating humor and wordplay.

Response:
Purps on the beat
Ba-ba bah bah bah
Ba-ba bah bah bah
Yeah


Prompt: Describe the scene of bad bitches shopping and a stripper girl dancing.

Response:
Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (Bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (All ass ayy, all ass ayy)
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh (Beat it)
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (Bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (All ass ayy, all ass ayy)
Yeah


Prompt: A song about the luxurious and wild lifestyle of a successful drug dealer, surrounded by wealth, women, and flashy cars.

Response:
All ass, ayy
Fifty cash bags, on a bad day (Yeah)
I'm on a fast pace, I wanted the fast way (Skr)
They copied the last wave, I cut 'em like black spades (Ayy)
Fuckin' a thot in my mansion, fuckin' a thot on my bedroom
Bitch lookin' like a Kardashian (Kardashian)
We hopped in the coupe and we smashin'
Sippin' on my drink, I watch that ass go slow motion (Slow)
Walkin' with that bag, look at my diamonds like the ocean, huh
Geekin' out, she geekin' out, she geekin' on the dough
Ten different bitches, eeny meeny miny moe
Trappin' out the Nawf, trappin' out the bando (Nawf)
No, you need you a brick then I get the dough


Prompt: A catchy rap song about a flashy lifestyle, focusing on spending money on luxurious items, strippers, and attractive women, as well as the importance of looking good and flaunting success.

Response:
Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (Bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (All ass ayy, all ass ayy)
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh (Beat it)
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (Bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (All ass ayy, all ass ayy)
Yeah
My wrist is glass (Glass)
My neck is glass (Glass)
Last jeweler just spent sixty cash (Cash)
Last bitch I had, she bought a Jag' (Jag')
They come in empty handed, she kept her bag (Yee)
Bag, all ass ayy (Yee, ass)
I can't get my nut off, I'ma spaz bae (Yee, spaz)
No credit, no debit, the cash way (Yee, cash)
No stomach, no waist, pretty face, the ass way (Yee yee)


Prompt: Create a song that celebrates the hustle and determination of strong women, focusing on their confidence and their pursuits.

Response:
Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (Bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (All ass ayy, all ass ayy)
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh (Beat it)
Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (Bad)
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (All ass ayy, all ass ayy)
Yeah


Prompt: Imagine a night at a strip club, where the dancers are moving seductively to the rhythm, and the main focus is on their body movements.

Response:
All ass ayy, all ass ayy
All ass ayy, all ass ayy
All ass ayy, all ass ayy
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the
Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole