conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Marietta with the following description: “Marietta” is the name given to a lengthy studio-session recorded by rapper Travis Scott. It leaked in acapella on June 28, 2019.
  The session features Travis singing and trying to create flows for an expended period of time as the instrumental progresses behind him. It was made as part of a recording session for Rodeo, however, it wasn’t utilised for the release of the album.
  Metro Boomin can be heard providing commentary throughout the track; he provided production alongside Allen Ritter. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Oh my
  Ooh-ooh-ahh
  Yeah
  [Verse 1]
  Back to Marietta, it's all been better
  Late night, rollin' over bezels
  Back when I was high school, you know whatever
  Every time I get it ever, yeah
  Everytime we get together, we fuckin', hell, yeah
  Nights, uh, like this, forever
  I been thumbin' on the right side, right side together, yeah
  Bangin' night, I had it ever
  On my last night, bad things
  You always kept them bands tight, your love
  That's in the price of your last night, your last name
  You always been on, ooh-ahh, ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah
  [Break]
  (I feel like the bassline drop out at one point, it could be another pocket or two)
  Yeah
  [?]
  (You gotta figure out the drums, just to figure out the [?])
  [Verse 2]
  Some way, way
  Somethin', why you trippin', nigga?
  Way down, way down, ways out, nigga
  Down now with the, hey
  Back around, yeah, you know what it is now
  Back on my pill round with a hill, now
  We ill now, pop a real, now
  Pop a pill pop, now, now you ill, now
  You caught it real
  Let me cop a feel now, I got a deal yeah
  Squad for real, yeah, you squad for real, yeah
  You squad for real, yeah
  You would never switch up, never will, yeah, yeah
  Know you know, know you know the deal, yeah
  From my hill, yeah, take it to the Hills, yeah
  From my [?] real, yeah, fuck the gill, yeah
  Make you get the real geal now, off a hill, yeah
  Show you how to stack a mill', yeah, rock a till, yeah
  Ain't no rocker-rocker field, yeah, I'm Rockerfeller
  Now you ain't know my
  It's tome Marietta, yeah, late nights out here forever
  You know how my H-Town go down for real
  It's the way, now, you know whatever
  Edge it on the play, now
  On a night, ooh, no [Interlude]
  You like sayin', you like sayin'
  You like sayin', you like sayin'
  You like stayin', you like stayin'
  You like stayin'
  Girl, you squad for life
  Yeah, you squad for life
  Yeah, you like stayin', you like stayin'
  Girl, you squad for life
  Yeah, you squad for life
  Yeah, you like stayin'
  [Verse 3]
  Yeah, Marietta
  Yeah, grandma house on patterned leather
  Yeah, used to get the cool cup for the weather
  Yeah, somewhere ever, made this last forever
  Yeah, I used to come up backstreets down road
  Yeah, on the low you know why from the [?]
  Wind the telescope, I been out lookin' windows
  From my telescope in and out, in the internet
  What you hittin' for? I been out poppin' on the wheel
  What you sittin' for? Pop a deal, I been on the real
  I been in it, though, poppin' pills, poppers
  And all the shoppers, yeah, yeah, she in it
  Squad for real, you squad for real [Break]
  ([?])
  Yeah, Marietta
  (Aye, gimme the headphones)
  Yeah
  [Verse 4]
  Uh, [?] in the night, you let my ass down
  Got plenty, yeah, got plenty, got plenty
  She feelin' it, you hittin' that
  How you feelin'? Finger fuck, you into that
  Got in that, should tell you somethin', I give ya that
  I tell you once, then tell me back, uh
  Late nights, so hard to rack
  I done fill-filled cups up, filled all of that
  I done fill-filled blunts, blunts, over heart attack
  Got the hill, real, ride, real, real, for the that
  I done put the real, real, real on for the map
  I been goin' real, real, real hard in the
  Real hard for the, yeah, for the trap
  Got the long, long braids, long braids for the gat
  With your iPhone out for the porn out the snap
  Got the girl, whirl, workin' on a world on 'em
  Pop a girl, pop a swirl, pop a twirl on 'em
  Pop a nan, pop a split, pop a lan on 'em
  Pop a lan on 'em, I done off her
  You trippin' off the marijuana, real
  Now you [?], ooh-ahh
  You squad for life, yeah, yeah
  Why you always call me up room?
  Maybe I'm my only, pilin' everythin' on me
  Last time, you the one that told me
  You told me you squad for life, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Why you always go back on me, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Uh-uh, why you owe me, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Cities, gold trees, why you [?] on me?
  All bad bitches on me
  [?]
  [?] codeine
  Real on me, real on me, real on me
  Ride on my, ride on my enemy
  Ride on my, ride on my, drank on me
  Racks up, my racks up, my racks up on me
  Stack up, yeah, stack up, come lay on me
  [?] on me, [?] on me
  Know we count up, yeah, we spend this currency
  And that's all I need, come and twirl with me
  Yeah, you know you hit the world for me
  [?] world when the [?] me, yeah [Break]
  Yeah
  (Keep that part)
  [Verse 5]
  Let's go back to Marietta, yeah
  Back to, oh, my, back together
  Back when we found out we had along
  When times are, and beggin' on my mommas
  And no ones ever, [?] on my [?]
  Ride, you ride