conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called MotorSport with the following description: On “MotorSport,” Takeoff, Quavo and Offset rap about their riches, while Cardi and Nicki take aim at their competition. It’s the lead single off Culture II, the highly anticipated sequel to 2017’s Culture.
  The track was produced by CuBeatz and Murda Beatz, who are both frequent collaborators with the Migos, having produced past hits like “Get Right Witcha” and “Pipe It Up.”
  The music video was released on December 7, 2017, and an earlier version of the song with a slightly different verse from Nicki Minaj was played by DJ Akademiks on April 12, 2018. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Quavo]
  Yeah, woo, yeah, skrrt
  M-M-M-Murda
  [Chorus: Quavo]
  Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (Skrrt, skrrt)
  Shawty bad (Bad), pop her like a cork (Pop it)
  You a dork, never been a sport (Dork, yeah)
  Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin' out the court (Jump)
  Cotton candy (Drink), my cup tastes like the fair (Cotton)
  Straight up there (Where?), we didn't take the stairs (Where?)
  Faced my fears (My fears), gave my mama tears (Mama)
  Shiftin' gears (Shift), on the Nawf, get serious (Serious)
  [Verse 1: Quavo]
  Face all your fears, then get at me
  Hit so many donuts on them backstreets
  Sit so high in the nosebleeds (Yeah)
  Feel like I can fly, yeah
  Xans, Perky, check (Yeah), Bill Belichick
  Take the air out the ball (Ooh), just so I can flex
  Take the air out the mall, walk in with the sacks
  Take the air out your broad (Hey), now she can't go back (E)
  Xans, Perky, check (Yeah), Bill Belichick
  Take the air out the ball (Yeah), just so I can flex
  Take the air out the mall (Hey), walk in with the sacks
  Take the air out your broad (Woo, woo, woo, E) [Verse 2: Offset]
  Offset!
  Uh, the coupe came imported (Hey)
  This season's Off-White come in snorted (White)
  Green Lamborghini a tortoise (Lambo)
  No human being, I'm immortal (No)
  Patek and A.P. full of water (Patek)
  Hundred K, I spend on my señora (Racks)
  My pinky on margarine, butter (Margarine)
  And my ears got McDonald's nuggets (Ayy)
  Soon as I land on the Lear (Whew)
  Piguets, they wet, tears ('Guets)
  488, hit the gears (488)
  Suicide doors, Britney Spears
  I'm boujee, so, bitch, don't get near (Boujee)
  Criss Angel, make dope disappear (Voilà)
  Hit the gas, it got flames out the rears (Skrrt)
  It's a race to the bag, get the mills (Hey)
  [Verse 3: Cardi B]
  Ride the dick like a BMX
  No nigga wanna be my ex (No)
  I love when he go on tour
  'Cause he cums more, when I see him less
  I get up set off
  I turn Offset on
  I told him the other day
  "Man, we should sell that porn"
  Yeah, Cardi B, I'm back, bitches
  I don't wanna hear I'm actin' different (Yeah)
  Same lips that be talkin' 'bout me
  Is the same lips that be ass kissin'
  These hoes ain't what they say they are
  And they pussy stink, they catfishin' (Stank)
  Same hoes that was sendin' shots
  They reachin' out like they back itchin' (Whoo)
  Why would I hop in some beef (Why?)
  When I could just hop in a Porsche?
  You heard she gon' do what from who?
  That's not a reliable source, no
  So tell me, have you seen her?
  Let me wrap my weave up
  I'm the trap Selena
  ¡Dame más gasolina! 
  Skrrt! [Chorus: Quavo]
  Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (Skrrt, skrrt)
  Shawty bad (Bad), pop her like a cork (Pop it)
  You a dork, never been a sport (Dork, yeah)
  Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin' out the court (Jump)
  [Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
  Uh, yo, watch your man, then you should watch your mouth
  Bitches is pressed, administer mouth to mouth
  You see them stats, you know what I am about
  I am the champ, I'm Iron Mike in a bout
  Attention, I'ma need you to face front
  You don't want smoke with me, this is a laced blunt
  Rap's Jackie Chan, we ain't pullin' them fake stunts
  My crown won't fit on your bum-ass lace fronts (Uh)
  You bitches catchin' a fade, shout out my nigga Lil Boosie
  All of your friends'll be dead, you can get hit with that Uzi
  I call him Ricky, he say he love me like Lucy
  Get you a straw nigga, you know this pussy is juicy
  This Givenchy is custom made, now you can't get it at Saks though
  I don't work in no office, but they copyin' and that's facts though
  I ain't tryna be violent, but if Nicki on it, it slaps, ho
  Get you lined for that paper like a loose leaf when that strap blow
  I'm with a couple bad bitches that'll rip the party
  If Quavo the QB, I'm Nick Lombardi
  Pull up in the space coupe, I done linked with Marty
  I can actually afford to get a pink Bugatti
  "Ayo, Nick, didn't you just do a hit with Gotti?"
  That too, but my niggas send hits like Gotti
  It's a wrap, like the things on the head of a Saudi
  Bitch, you my son, go and sit on the potty (Rrrrrr) [Verse 5: Takeoff]
  Brand new Chanels (Chanels)
  I scuffed 'em runnin' from 12 (12)
  Ain't make no commitment with none of you bitches
  'Cause money is treatin' me well (Uh-uh)
  If Nicki should show me her titty
  Right hand on the Bible, I swear I won't tell (Swear)
  If I get to play with that kitty
  I wonder how many platinums we gon' sell (Albums)
  Pop a Perc and catch a feel (I pop one)
  Now I cannot feel the wheel (Woah)
  My chest bad, give me chills (Ice)
  And the left hand on Richard Mille (Ice)
  Not the watch, but the price on the ice
  If you don't know what that is (Huh)
  Motorsport, motorville
  Abort the mission, that's a kill (Pew, pew, brrr)
  [Chorus: Quavo]
  Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (Skrrt, skrrt)
  Shawty bad (Bad), pop her like a cork (Pop it)
  You a dork, never been a sport (Dork, yeah)
  Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin' out the court (Jump)
  Cotton candy (Drink), my cup tastes like the fair (Cotton)
  Straight up there (Where?), we didn't take the stairs (Where?)
  Faced my fears (My fears), gave my mama tears (Mama)
  Shiftin' gears (Shift), on the Nawf, get serious (Serious)
  [Outro: Quavo]
  Girl, yeah, yeah, I wish my grandma could see me (Grandma)
  Take away pain, ain't easy (Pain)
  That's why I fire up a bleezy (Fire)
  Niggas not cappin' this season