conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Get That Zip Off with the following description: Wiz’s remix of K Camp’s “Cut Her Off”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Uh, what is you saying? My money insane
  I’m fresh off a plane, I'm rolling a plant
  Girl why is you playing? 
  Let’s stick to the plan
  That weed is so good that it stick to my hand
  It come from the land, I know I’m the man
  Bought a few packs so they throw a few in
  I don’t understand, I know what you payin'
  I smoke ‘til it’s gone and grow it again (Huh?)
  It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
  It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
  [Verse 1]
  I was smoking trees at the party acting gnarly
  I got hundred pounds of weed, talkin' shawty, what ya need?
  Kush be so strong, hit it once it’s hard to breathe
  Have you coughing up a lung, so much smoke you tryna leave
  Blowing up a nigga phone, what I tell your ass?
  Talking about that pack I ain’t tryna sell your ass
  (God damn) Rollie on my wrist, doobie in my fist
  Sipping on that Cris, definitely going to jail if I take a piss
  It ain’t nothin’ to get that tip off
  Arm out the window, it ain’t nothin’ to get that clip off
  It ain't nothing to knock your clique off
  Put it in her mouth, I swear she tried to suck my dick off (God Damn) [Hook]
  It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
  It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
  28 grams in a Ziploc
  It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
  [Bridge]
  Got one rolled up, you should roll one too
  Let’s get fucked up, girl you know how we do
  What time? What place? Drink gin, no chase
  First time all out, next time call us
  [Verse 2]
  Don’t hit the bong, get the smoke is bad
  Say you smoking strong, but you wrong, you been smoking trash
  It ain't in my lungs if it ain’t that pressure
  First thing in the morning grab my joint from out the dresser
  Keep my OG in a jar ‘cause I like it fresh
  Said he hit the weed, he ain’t ready yet
  Steady flexin’ on these children like I’m WIllie Nelson
  No discretion, come to drugs, I got a big selection
  [Hook]
  It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
  It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
  28 grams in a Ziploc
  It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off [Outro]
  (Laughing) 28 grams nigga
  The fuck you wanna do nigga?
  I’m coning the joint while we talk right now nigga
  Fuck wrong with you?
  A zip at a time bitch, put that lil’ ass shit away
  Fuck wrong with you niggas man
  We do it big over here man, Taylor Gang
  I’ll be in motherfuckin’ Denver on 4/20 nigga
  Weed’s legal there, so that’s sweet
  Y’ll niggas smoke like two joints a day
  And you talkin’ bout you gettin’ high motherfucker
  That’s cool, we gon’ continue to get dumb high
  We ain’t abusing it, we using it