conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called CAN’T SAY with the following description: With a winding, hypnotic beat from Wondagurl and London Cyr, Travis cedes most of “CAN’T SAY” to Houston newcomer and recent Cactus Jack signee Don Toliver.
  Together, the two trade stories of getting high and pulling women.
  Furthering the homage to Houston hip-hop present throughout most of ASTROWORLD, the track includes an interlude sampling Fat Pat’s 1998 verse from “25 Lighters,” a song by DJ DMD that also featured Lil Keke, who Travis also references on “5% TINT.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus: Travis Scott & 
  Don Toliver
  ]
  No, you can't say if I'm mad or not
  Smokin' hella weed, I'm on that alcohol
  And shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off
  I keep two hoes in my bed, I got 'em turnin' out
  What would you do if you heard I got it goin' on?
  I had to burn, I left skrrt marks, I had to dip (
  I had to
  )
  Gotta watch for 12 'round my town, you might get killed (
  Better watch for 12
  )
  I'm out my mind, yeah, I'm high above the rim (
  I'm out my mind
  )
  You cop it live, boy, I got it all on film
  [Verse 1: Travis Scott]
  You gotta watch out where you rock 'cause shit get real
  Drink too real, I can't be fake, don't know the feel
  Gotta take a long drive up the hill
  Gang too wavy, move like Navy Seals
  I'm too wavy, think I need a Lyft
  Chicago baby, she just wanna drill
  The vibe's too wavy, it's too hard to kill
  Gotta watch out where you go 'cause shit get real
  [Interlude: Don Toliver & 
  Fat Pat
  ]
  Uh-huh, yeah
  Swang, when I swang, when I swang to the left
  Oh, yeah
  Po—pop my trunk, dip—dip—dip—dip
  Oh my [Chorus: Don Toliver, 
  Don Toliver & Travis Scott
  ]
  You can't say if I'm mad or nah
  Smokin' hella weed, I'm on that alcohol
  And shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off
  I keep two hoes in my bed, I got 'em turnin' out
  What would you do if you heard I got it burnin' out?
  I let it burn, skrrt that mark, I had to dip (I had to)
  Better watch for 12 'round my town, you might get killed (Better watch for 12)
  I'm out my mind, yeah, I'm high above the rim (I'm out my mind)
  You cop it live, boy, I got it all on film
  [Verse 2: Don Toliver]
  You must be cautious, told the lil' hoes, "I'm all in"
  Play this ballers offense, I left ol' girl, she callin'
  You know I hit in the mornin', oh, yeah, she yawnin'
  I met you in the club, bitch, you know this shit mean nothin'
  Oh, didn't I hit your cousin? Mmm, no, no discussion
  Sippin' on lean, no Robitussin, oh, yeah, I know you love me
  I beat it, ain't no cuddlin', you down bad, you sufferin'
  I don't give a fuck how hard it get, that lil' bitch know I started this
  Uh-huh, oh, yeah, get to the cash, no layup
  Spend a big bag, Rodeo, some may ride for the fresh cut
  Hoes come through just to touch us, I'ma tell the truth like Usher
  You already know how I bust her, slang my chop' from Russia
  [Interlude: Fat Pat]
  Swang, when I swang, when I swang to the left
  Pop, pop my trunk, dip, dip, dip, dip
  Swang—swang, when I swang, when I swang to the left
  Pop, pop my trunk, dip [Chorus: Travis Scott]
  No, you can't say if I'm mad or not
  Smokin' hella weed, I'm on that alcohol
  Shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off
  I keep two hoes in my bed, I got 'em turnin' out
  What would you do if you heard I got it goin' on?
  I had to burn, I left skrrt marks, I had to dip
  Gotta watch for 12 'round my town, you might get killed
  I'm out my mind, yeah, I'm high above the rim
  You cop it live, boy, I got it all on film