conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Jet Blown with the following description: “Jet Blown” is the name given to an unreleased collaboration between Lil Uzi Vert and Wheezy; the song was never given an official title. It was previewed multiple times throughout 2018, with the full song later leaking online on June 27, 2019. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Quavo]
  (
  Waves
  )
  Yeah
  (
  My nigga Wheezy, you know what I'm sayin'?
  )
  [Refrain]
  Nothing but bad hoes all up in my section, yeah
  In my new crib, treat the restroom like a sex room, uh
  She gon' suck it up, on the PJ, I get jet blown, uh
  Diamonds flawless on the necklace, these the best stones, ooh
  [Verse 1]
  Yes, I'm from Fidel, uh, not no Castro, uh
  She said she want anal, uh, bitch, I'm not no asshole, uh
  Bitch, I’m a chick magnet, uh, these niggas, they maggots, uh
  Margiela, long jacket, uh, like Inspector Gadget, uh
  Hit that nigga wit the chopper, uh
  Make that nigga do a break dance, uh
  Make a nigga-nigga do a backspin, uh
  Lambo' spin off the traction, uh
  I'll bag a bitch off a hashtag
  You send her money off of CashApp
  Smoke so much, where the gas at?
  Hit the blunt, now my voice raspy
  Been past finish line, can't pass me
  No, no, please don't sass me
  Got the gun right there on the backseat
  Chillin' with my dawg like Lassie
  Two right feet, never left me
  Count up the salad with the dressing
  I make a hundred million so you know I ain't never rusty
  I make fifty million so you know I ain't never rusty
  I make twenty million so you know I ain't never rusty
  I make ten million so you know I ain't never rusty
  Bitch, I made five million, now I'm tryna run that check up [Chorus]
  Bitch, I made five million
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  [Verse 2]
  Yeah, I could go to sleep, but you know I'm better up
  Put the AP, Muller and the Prezi up
  Young nigga, better get your bezel up
  Young nigga, better get your fetty up
  Gettin' money from the shows and the radio
  Whippin' out the bowl like Betty, ho
  There's many niggas in my circle, fit Cheerio
  That's nothin', these niggas is a joke
  (
  Waves
  )
  Check 'em out, we got smoke
  No, you do not rock no Gucci
  Bitch, you is a ghost, ooh
  Pull up in a Ghost, ooh
  We scream success, then toast, ooh [Refrain]
  Nothing but bad hoes all up in my section, yeah
  In my new crib, treat the restroom like a sex room, uh
  She gon' suck it up, on the PJ, I get jet blown, uh
  Diamonds flawless on the necklace, these the best stones
  [Chorus]
  Bitch, I made five million
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up
  Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up