conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Call Me Right Back (Freestyle) with the following description: On “Call Me Right Back,” Philadelphia rapper Lil Uzi Vert touches on a variety of subjects, including his relationship with Brittany Byrd.
  In addition, Uzi raps about his own sexual prowess, illicit substances and the rich lifestyle he leads. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Tell me not to call you then you call me right back (What?)
  Say you trust me but peep when you're fallin' back
  Tell me not to call you then you call me right back (What?)
  Call me right back (What?)
  You tell me not to call you then you call me right back (What?)
  Say you trust me but peep when you're fallin' back
  If we ever fell out of love we fall back (Yeah)
  Even though in this world I never saw that (Yeah)
  [Verse 1]
  All the things I do for her
  All the things she do for trust
  Then again she do for us
  Started off with just some lust
  Then again it was a must
  Even though we fight and fuss
  Buy diamonds then we hug
  Face down that's how I fuck
   (Yeah)
  Like I ain't new to this
  Been around the world
  All types, all types of girls
  I love ya, drivin' in that Porsche
  Like, oh yeah
  Brittany, like, slow down (Skrrt)
  When I hit it from the back
  Brittany, like, slow down (What?)
  She put on a show now [Bridge]
  Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah (Yeah)
  Fuck her on the counter, yeah (Yeah)
  I'ma give her diamonds, yeah (Yeah)
  I'ma go Rambo, yeah (Yeah)
  Fuck her right on camera, yeah
  [Verse 2]
  Yeah, stack my money, got my bands up (Bands up?)
  Yeah, saw a bad bitch in a tan truck (A tan truck?)
  Yeah, my boo pulled up in a Phantom (Skkrt)
  Ayy, 
  stole my whole style then I switched it
  Told 'em slow down in the kitchen
  Cause he whip it like it's Bisquick
  Like, lookin' at my Rollie get you right on my hit list (Yeah)
  The way your bitch lookin' at me get her right on my hit list (Yeah)
  Yeah, you can't do nothin' with me, no (No)
  You can't do nothin' with me, yeah
  You can't do nothin' with me
  I'm just bein' honest, ayy (Ayy)
  I'm just bein' honest, ayy (Ayy)
  Count that check, that comma, ayy (Ayy)
  I might Saint Laurent it (Ayy)
  Balmain, Saint Laurent it (Ayy)
  Got your bitch all on me, ayy (Ayy)
  I don't wanna harm her, ayy (Ayy)
  Got my old bitch on me, ayy (Ayy)
  Drive around I own it, ayy (Ayy)
  Drive around (Skkrt), like I stole it, ayy (Woo)
  All my clothes designer, ayy (Yeah)
  I don't ever fold 'em, ayy (Yeah)
  I remember colder days (Yeah)
  Now my diamonds colder, ayy
  Chains, oh yeah, that's on my neck
  Hunch my back like Notre Dame [Outro]
  Yeah, yeah, stack my money, got my bands up
  Yeah, saw a bad bitch in a tan truck
  Yeah, my boo pulled up in a Phantom (Hahaha)
  Don't get what she want she throw a tantrum
  Get her what she want cause my bands up
  You couldn't get her what she want cause you random
  You be hatin' on the low, no you a fan, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, stack my money, got my bands up
  Yeah, saw a bad bitch in a tan truck
  Yeah, my boo pulled up in a Phantom