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conversations.value: Write me a song called Cooped Up with the following description: “Cooped Up” is the second single from Post Malone’s fourth album, twelve carat toothache. It marks Post’s second joint with Roddy Ricch since the remix of Post’s hit “Wow.” released in March 2019.
  A few short snippets of the song were played by Post during a Live on April 23. Five days later, Post’s manager Dre London, announced the album and release date, confirming the song with a preview of a short-clip of Post Malone’s verse.
  On May 10, the song was announced on Instagram with a teaser of the single. It was released two days later. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Post Malone]
  Mm-mm-mm
  [Chorus: Post Malone]
  I'm about to pull up
  Hit switch, pull curtain (Hit switch, pull curtain)
  And I been waitin' so long
  Now I gotta resurface (I gotta resurface)
  And yeah, we 'bout to toast up
  All that bread that we burnin' (Burnin', burnin', burnin')
  'Cause I been feelin' cooped up (Yeah)
  I been fuckin' cooped up (Mm-mm-mm)
  [Verse 1: Post Malone]
  Yeah, I'm off the Bud Light, not the bourbon (Mm)
  I might chop the roof off the Suburban (Skrrt)
  Tried to Bia Nice Guy, John Terzian (Wow)
  'Til I started throwin' up in your Birkin (Ooh)
  Then I woke up in the mornin' (I woke up in the)
  Police showed up at my door with a warrant (Fuck that shit)
  I remember flushin' somethin' down the toilet (Flush, flush)
  Guess you gotta let me off with a warnin'
  Return of the Mack (Ah)
  Feelin' like an outcast, I'm the only guy in slacks
  That'll cost you three stacks (Three stacks, three stacks)
  Now you're savin' that check, why you takin' my swag?
  Can you give me that back?
  Gucci my Prada, Miyake (Ooh)
  Louis, Bottega, and Tommy
  All of these things on my body, let's party (Ah, ah, ah) [Chorus: Post Malone]
  I'm about to pull up
  Hit switch, pull curtain (Hit switch, pull curtain)
  And I been waitin' so long
  Now I gotta resurface (I gotta resurface)
  And yeah, we 'bout to toast up
  All that bread that we burnin' (Burnin', burnin', burnin')
  'Cause I been feelin' cooped up (Yeah)
  I been fuckin' cooped up (Cooped up, mm-mm-mm)
  [Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
  Shit, gotta pull up
  Pull up, I'ma pull up
  I pull up, ayy
  Got black minx all on the rug, woah, woah
  Got hella hoes poppin' drugs, woah, woah
  In every hood, they show us love, woah, woah
  Partner in crime with me while we whippin' in the spaceship
  Got it out the pavement, now we gettin' payment
  Everybody 'round me gettin' money, it's too contagious
  Kept it solid, now we real rich to they amazement
  I pulled up the Black Badge 'cause it was cleaner
  I 'member I was just posted up with the demons
  And Posty took me on my first damn tour dates
  He had me rockin' every night, sold out arenas
  A project nigga, I never thought I would see shit
  I tried to tell you, you prolly wouldn't believe us [Chorus: Post Malone]
  I'm about to pull up
  Hit switch, pull curtain (Hit switch, pull curtain)
  And I been waitin' so long
  Now I gotta resurface (I gotta resurface)
  And yeah, we 'bout to toast up
  All that bread that we burnin' (Burnin', burnin', burnin')
  'Cause I been feelin' cooped up (Yeah)
  I been fuckin' cooped up (Cooped up, mm-mm-mm)
  [Bridge: Post Malone]
  'Til the daylight come, 'til the daylight come
  I got Saké in my tummy, cigarette in my lungs
  It's eleven in the mornin' and we still ain't done
  And I'm still that bitch, so what?
  [Outro: Post Malone]
  Yeah, we 'bout to toast up
  All that bread that we burnin' (Burnin', burnin', burnin')
  'Cause I been feelin' cooped up (Yeah)
  I been fuckin' cooped up (Cooped up, mm-mm-mm)