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conversations.value: Write me a song called Shoot Up The Casket with the following description: In 2017, BricksDaMane revealed that Lil Wayne and Young Thug had an unreleased collaboration produced by himself. In 2020, Wayne revealed that Thug would possibly be featured on his then-upcoming album Funeral, which would have been this song. However, the song did not make the final tracklist. When Wayne released his mixtape No Ceilings 3 later that year, it included a remix of Thug’s song “OUT WEST”. The remix uses Thug’s vocals from this song, along with newly-recorded Wayne vocals. The original collaboration, complete with a verse from Euro as well, leaked online in 2022.
  
  
  Lil Wayne talks about Young Thug possibly being featured on his new album “Funeral” 🤯 pic.twitter.com/arxPl1js6Z— STRAPPED! | Hip-Hop/Rap News (@STRAPPEDUS) January 30, 2020
  
  
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Young Thug]
  Ayy (Ayy)
  Pull up on your block, old school Chevy four doors (Aye)
  I hit for a brick, went and spent it on Melrose (Woo)
  I was tryna kill ya, no brainer, scarecrow (Hey)
  [Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
  Bitch, I got the Devil in me
  High speed, yeah, I got Berettas with me
  Oh, and a nigga ain't safe in the ground, we gon' dig 'em up
  Graveyard, bitch, I got a shovel with me (I keep a shovel with me)
  [Chorus: Young Thug]
  You ain't gotta do no askin'
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Hey, I'm tryna, tryna)
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Hey, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Thu-thu-thu-thu, thu-thu-thu)
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Thu-thu-thu)
  [Verse 1: Young Thug]
  Hit 'em in the stomach, give him the hiccups (Huh)
  If I had a Bazooka, I'd blow this whole shit up (Yeah)
  I'm tryna take the gold off his casket
  Wipe his nose (Slatt, wipe his nose)
  Ain't no tellin' what I wanna do
  Man, only God knows (Woo, hey)
  Shoot to the max when I pull up on you (On you)
  Mad Max, I'm on one-thirty-two (One-thirty-two)
  Cinemax, watch me move when I move (When I move)
  I think God picked your card, man
  I think he want you (Gotta go home)
  Anybody with 'em get whacked (Yeah)
  Every time you see me, got a Gat' (Got the Gat')
  And my bitch, she a brat (She a brat)
  All these hoes did that (She did)
  Why the fuck these niggas did that?
  Tampax Pearl, nigga, bleedin' through the jacket (Blatt, blatt)
  Run up on 'em, take his racks (Blatt, blatt)
  Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt [Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
  Bitch, I got the Devil in me
  High speed, yeah, I got Berettas with me
  Oh, and a nigga ain't safe in the ground, we gon' dig 'em up
  Graveyard, bitch, I got a shovel with me (I keep a shovel with me)
  [Chorus: Young Thug]
  You ain't gotta do no askin'
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Hey, I'm tryna, tryna)
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Hey, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Thu-thu-thu-thu, thu-thu-thu)
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Thu-thu-thu)
  [Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
  Ayy (Ayy)
  Pull up on your block, old school Chevy four doors (Ayy)
  I hit for a brick, went and spent it on Melrose (Woo)
  I was tryna kill ya, no brainer, scarecrow (Hey)
  [Verse 2: Euro]
  No fairytales, just stories
  I like listenin' to No Worries
  On the phone with Satan and Jesus
  Seein' which one is gonna ignore me
  Click, I don't wait, I get cozy, nada safe
  Stay up night I’m tired of day
  Kids at park and not to play
  All black shades on not for shade
  He just flinched and shot away, that-a-way
  Put a shell up to you ear and you can hear what shots'll say
  Holiday, back when kids would Harlem Shake
  I was straight which one of y'all took my smile away
  Out of place, don't got much they gotta take
  Tuck that chain, hide that watch, put your fuckin' style away
  Diggity shot 'em then he flew out to Dior to hibernate
  Courtroom straight face, name don’t ring bells
  She love me or nah? I'm high, can't tell
  I still need closure, Funeral can't help
  There’s still some things, gotta prove to myself [Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
  Bitch, I got the Devil in me
  High speed, yeah, I got Berettas with me
  Oh, and a nigga ain't safe in the ground, we gon' dig 'em up
  Graveyard, bitch, I got a shovel with me (I keep a shovel with me)
  [Chorus: Young Thug]
  You ain't gotta do no askin'
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Hey, I'm tryna, tryna)
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Hey, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Thu-thu-thu-thu, thu-thu-thu)
  I'm tryna shoot up the casket (Thu-thu-thu)
  [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
  Bricks on the beat
  Uh, put a nigga 6 underneath
  Shoot up the casket I hope his clique and his daddy front row seat
  From his head to his feet
  Bullet holes from his teeth to his sneaks
  YME excuse my French it's all about oui oui oui
  Don’t want no smoke with me
  That water ocean deep
  Ballin’ I got more upholsteries than groceries
  We pay them boys no mind, they get no overage fee
  Bah Bah Bah Bah Bah Bah sound sweeter than some poetry
  I got the devil in me!
  You know yo’ bitch wanna take a selfie with me
  I’m smokin’ lace I got some bass I got some treble with me
  I know your place I know your pace I got your schedule with me
  Ooh that nigga ain’t safe in the ground
  That nigga ain’t safe in the clouds
  His niggas ain’t safe in the crowd
  My trigger finger 200 pounds
  That silencer on the tommy gun that nigga ain’t makin’ a sound
  We shoot up the whole place and after that go smoke some loud
  Mula!