conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called ​the pull off with the following description: “the pull off” is a single made in collaboration between Lil Peep and Ghostemane. It was exclusively released on YouTube and SoundCloud, in January of 2016, but the original uploads were deleted some time after.
  At the day of the song’s release, Lil Peep posted the SoundCloud link on Twitter.
  
  
  *BRAND NEW* the pull off [ft. ghostemane] (prod. absoluteterror) by ☆LiL PEEP☆  https://t.co/GKZhNpogUc— GOTH ANGEL SINNER (@Lilpeep) January 26, 2016
  
  
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Lil Peep]
  Ice cold glass of dope (Ice cold glass of dope)
  Fuck around and crash the boat (Fuck around and crash the boat)
  I feel like I'm past it, ho (I feel like I'm past it, ho)
  I just want the ass and go (I just want the ass and go)
  [Chorus: Lil Peep]
  Gimme that body, I'ma put it on mine
  I got a 12 gauge shotty with my name on the side
  When I pull up to the party all these bitches gon' run
  I been going so retarded that I might lose my mind
  [Verse 2: Lil Peep]
  Schemaposse in this ho and you can tell by the vibe
  You don't want to find out that we got nothing to hide
  I'm a mosh pit god, I got black on my eyes
  Break a bad bitch spine cause my ****, ayy
  I'ma pull up on you tonight
  I'ma let you know how I feel (How I feel)
  Maybe we can have one last fight (Last fight)
  I ain't trippin', I'm just keepin' it real
  I'ma pull off in that Lamborghini Murcielago
  I wasn't lying when I said, "They can't go to the place that I go"
  [Bridge: Lil Peep]
  She said, "Am I going to hell?"
  One look in my eyes, she could tell
  She said, "Am I going to hell?"
  One look in my eyes, she could tell [Chorus: Lil Peep]
  Gimme that body, I'ma put it on mine
  I 
  got a 12 gauge shotty with my name on the side
  When I pull up to the party all these bitches gon' run
  I been going so retarded that I might lose my mind
  [Verse 3: Ghostemane]
  Cut 'em up thin, cut 'em up thick
  Pullin' up to the dope, that 9TD
  Blood on my sink, blood on my feet
  Throw the body bag to the bottom of the trash heap
  I'm a creep, K-R-double-E-P
  Only thing I really wanna be is six feet deep
  When I wake in the AM all I really feel is a satire of the desire to breathe
  [Bridge: Ghostemane]
  Eurgh
  [Verse 4: Ghostemane]
  They told me the sign of the sparkle, a part of me accepted the sign of the night
  I bought you the biggest bottle of Bacardi and laced it up with cyanide
  Fucking with nothing but mosh pits and rolling dope, watch out while everyone dies
  Schema the posse, a posse of demons, you'll see when you look in my eyes