conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Ass Thang with the following description: “Ass Thang” is a leaked collaboration between 21 Savage and Metro Boomin.
  Details about the song are largely unknown, however, it’s possible that it was recorded during sessions for Savage Mode.
  The song was first teased by Music Mafia when they put a snippet of the song up for sale. The full song leaked online on July 14, 2018.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Yah, yah, yah
  Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
  Metro, Metro, Metro, Metro, Metro, Metro
  If young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you
  [Verse 1]
  I don't play, I need my cake
  Colder than a winter day
  Bitch, I keep a dirty K (21, 21, 21, 21)
  Shawty got a fat ass
  Say she like the way I swag
  Might just buy the bitch a bag (Bag, bag, bag, bag)
  Yellow Xan', taxi cab (What?)
  Smokin' on a pound of gas
  Pussy nigga make me laugh (Hah), laugh (Hah, hah, hah)
  Bitch, I like to get that cash
  Do you like to get that cash?
  Lil' bitch, then we can get some cash (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
  I ran my money up
  An' I ain't talkin' no more (Talkin' no more)
  Pull up on your block
  An' he ain't talkin' no more (Pussy ass)
  I hit it from the back
  Then climb on top of your ho (21, 21)
  I got real money
  No Monopoly, ho (Ya dig?) [Chorus]
  Yee ain't talkin' 'bout a bitch-ass thing (ass thang)
  Yee ain't shot a bitch-ass thing (Pussy ass nigga)
  Yee ain't got a bitch-ass thing (21, 21, 21)
  I just bought my bitch a Mustang (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
  I just bought myself a Mulsanne (A Mulsanne)
  You say you gettin' money, who can't? (Who can't do that shit?)
  You say that you got shooters, they can't aim (They can't shoot that shit)
  I spent your life savings on a chain (21, 21, 21)
  [Verse 2]
  21 gang, bitch
  You know what I claim, bitch
  You know I got stain, bitch
  You know that we bang, bitch
  Bitch, bitch, lil' biddy bitch
  I spent that shit on my wrist
  I spent that shit on my clique
  Runnin' up racks
  Bitch, I got dope on my wrist
  Cookin' up dope in the kitchen
  Cookin' up dope like it's fish
  Bitch, you know it smell like fish
  Bitch, you know I got the grits
  Who wanna boot up?
  (Boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up)
  Shooter, shooter, shooter
  I got shooters on deck (yeah)
  Pull up on your block an' leave you pussy-niggas whacked
  Bitch, I keep extendo, thirty rounds in my TEC
  You say that you got shooters, but ain't nobody there [Chorus]
  Yee ain't talkin' 'bout a bitch-ass thing (ass thang)
  Yee ain't shot a bitch-ass thing (Pussy ass nigga)
  Yee ain't got a bitch-ass thing (21, 21, 21)
  I just bought my bitch a Mustang (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
  I just bought myself a Musang (A Musang)
  You say you gettin' money, who can't? (Who can't do that shit?)
  You say that you got shooters, they can't aim (They can't shoot that shit)
  I spent your life savings on a chain (21, 21, 21)