conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Nightcrawler (Demo 1) with the following description: “Nightcrawler” appears on Travis Scott’s 2015 effort, Rodeo, complete with features from Chief Keef and Swae Lee. This is an early version of the song that leaked online on June 13, 2019.
  In comparison to the final release, this demo features a much eerier instrumental. Travis also has extra vocals cut from the final, and Swae Lee doesn’t make an appearance. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Travis Scott]
  Uh-uhh-uh, uh-uhh-uh
  Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
  (Turn the AutoTune up more)
  Uh, uh-uh, yeah
  Don't buy ’em back
  Retire, I done found my friends
  She poppin' on me
  [Chorus: Travis Scott]
  Order more bottles, order more models
  Order more hours, shots on an island
  Hotter than the summer, the winter couldn't chill me
  Young, free, and wildin’, order more kidneys
  [Interlude: Travis Scott]
  Order up, ayy, order up, baby
  Order up lines, order up things
  Order up, oh-oh
  Oh no, oh no
  [Verse 1: Travis Scott]
  I throw them bands, she pop that pussy
  You can see ass right from the side
  The way you do that thing, can't do no wrong
  My ex-ho called, she just needs her hunnids
  I bought a lot of bottles, we can party all night
  Go put your shit up, go put a Xanny in a cup
  Hunnids and fifties, need to get out the quarter
  Prayin' I'm gettin' [Chorus: Travis Scott]
  Order more bottles, order more models
  Order more hours, shots on an island
  Hotter than the summer, the winter couldn't chill me
  Young, free, and wildin', order more kidneys
  [Verse 2: Travis Scott]
  Dope, I'm so dope
  All these hunnies pilin’ on the floor
  And we’re stuntin', know you see the GLO
  Girl, these hundreds, thought I’d let you know
  Since L.A., I've been puttin' on
  Cirque du Soleil, on and on and on
  I got this money, tell me what you want
  For this money, can you drop it low?
  [Chorus: Travis Scott]
  Yeah, order more bottles, order more models
  Order more hours, shots on an island
  Hotter than the summer, the winter couldn't chill me
  Young, free, and wildin’, order more kidneys
  Ooh, when the night calls, ooh-ooh-ooh
  When the night calls, ooh-ooh-ooh
  Yeah, order more bottles (Order more bottles)
  Order more models (Order more models)
  Order more hours (Order more hours)
  Shots on an island (Shots on an island)
  Hotter than the summer (Hotter than the summer)
  The winter couldn't chill me (The winter couldn't chill me)
  Young, free, and wildin' (Young, free, and wildin')
  So order more kidneys (So order more kidneys)
  We the outsiders (We the outsiders)
  You niggas outnumbered (You niggas outnumbered)
  Tryna start somethin' (Tryna start somethin')
  Can't run from what's comin' (Can't run from what's comin')
  Can't run from what's comin' (Can't run from what's comin')
  Can't run from what's comin' (Can't run from what's comin')
  Can't run from what's comin' (Can't run from what's comin')
  Can't run from what's comin' (Can't run from what's comin') [Refrain: Travis Scott]
  When the night crawls
  All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol
  All these hunnids and these thousands, I'ma spend it all
  Always when the night calls
  When the night calls
  We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol
  All these hunnids, all these thousands, I'ma spend it all
  Always when the night calls
  [Verse 2: Chief Keef]
  Ayy, walked up in the bank (Bank)
  Ordered me some funds (Beep)
  Walked in the strip club
  Order me some ones (Gang)
  I walked up in the gun store (Huh?)
  Order me some guns (Bang-bang)
  Your bitch walked up in the spot
  And she ordered me for lunch (Gang, gang)
  I just ordered me some brunch (Ayy)
  Korean spicy garlic (Ayy)
  Bitch, I come from eating McDonald's (Uh-huh)
  Girl, you know I'm from the projects (Ayy)
  Like, I'm a G, I come through mobbin'
  Like Wu-T-A-N-G we come through wildin'
  I ain't chicken, Killer Caesar with the chopper (Bang-bang)
  Boy, you don't blow no poles, I know, I know (No, no, no)
  I got me some angles
  I got me some money, for
  I got me some haters (Ayy)
  I got me some FedEx (Ayy, ayy)
  I got me some cake
  I got me some UPS
  I got me a freight (Gang)
  Ayy (Gang)
  Order some money (Gang)
  Order some more money (Beep)
  Order some more money (Beep)
  Order some more money (Beep)
  Order some more bottles (Ayy)
  Order some more bitches (Ayy)
  Order some more money (Gang)
  I know you want to be rich, bitch (Gang, gang) [Chorus 2: Travis Scott]
  When the night crawls
  All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol
  All these hunnids and these thousands, I'ma spend it all
  Always when the night calls
  When the night calls
  We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol
  All these hunnids, all these thousands, I'ma spend it all
  Always when the night calls