conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Dab Fever with the following description: Rich The Kid links up with the man who brought us Cabin Fever. With prior collaboration such as “Pack Gone Missing” both rappers bring some braggadocios bars to the table again flexing their luxurious lifestyles. With the head-bopping production from Cassius Jay and Zaytoven both verses are amplified to make this track a banger.
  On January 18th, 2016 the two rappers released the music video to this song. They smoke and get their dab on in an all-white crib, while Rich hits up the convenience store and buys tons of Sprite bottles, while Wiz just smokes kush in his 2Pac shirt. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus: Rich The Kid]
  Okay my trap jumping, phone ringing
  Bitches wanna fuck me cause my bands beating
  Okay my trap jumping, feeling it
  I just put that Mazi up for no reason
  We give the world Dab fever
  Whipping a pan, no Peter
  Sippin' a pint, real Easter
  Running around with the nina
  Yeah the trap still jumping
  12 pull up, I'm running
  Still stay with that money
  Dab fever, cross the country
  [Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
  Dab fever, sippin' Easter
  Bad bitch, Mona Lisa
  Strapped up, Desert Eagle
  Green salad, no caesar
  Boy you lying, straight flexin'
  Need the pussy, no textin'
  I'm a veteran, you a freshman
  Dab school, I give lessons
  I was broke with no money
  Gnaw on steak when I'm hungry
  Blond bitch, she go dummy
  All I want is them 100s
  Niggas hating on the dab (Dab)
  I'm counting up, do the math (Math)
  Fuck a bitch, buy a cab
  17 bought a jag [Chorus: Rich The Kid]
  Okay my trap jumping, phone ringing
  Bitches wanna fuck me cause my bands beating
  Okay my trap jumping, feeling it
  I just put that Mazi up for no reason
  We give the world Dab fever
  Whipping a pan, no Peter
  Sippin' a pint, real Easter
  Running around with the nina
  Yeah the trap still jumping
  12 pull up, I'm running
  Still stay with that money
  Dab fever, cross the country
  [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
  Uh
  Start car, do this for my block
  Tell that shorty give me top
  Rolling papers, finna drop
  Hit this KK and no cough
  Bitch I run it like a relay
  Gave it to me once, brought it back like a DJ
  Smoking on a freeway
  Watch me dab, shout out to Skippa Da Flippa
  Break it down, roll me a zipper
  Yeah man I'm great, little niggas coming last in the race
  So much ash in my tray
  So much cash in my safe
  Boy I been hitting your phone, that's what all the bad bitches say [Chorus: Rich The Kid]
  Okay my trap jumping, phone ringing
  Bitches wanna fuck me cause my bands beating
  Okay my trap jumping, feeling it
  I just put that Mazi up for no reason
  We give the world Dab fever
  Whipping a pan, no Peter
  Sippin' a pint, real Easter
  Running around with the nina
  Yeah the trap still jumping
  12 pull up, I'm running
  Still stay with that money
  Dab fever, cross the country