conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Put It On Silent (Remix) with the following description: Following the release of the original song “Put It On Silent”. Party took to Twitter on August 27th, 2017 to tease a remix with none other than Ty $ who’s soon after confirmed it too in a similar fashion. Two days later the remix was released via Ty’s SoundCloud page.
  
  
  
  
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  Even if your phone starts ringin'
  Even if your boyfriend trippin'
  I'ma keep going, going in
  Even if your boyfriend ringin'
  [Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
  Karma's a bitch, yeah I know
  Yeah I know
  I fucked her too, baby I fucked her slow
  I done break the bag so baby I can break the boards
  Some things these niggas don't gotta know
  You say "Yes," I say "Woah"
  Best friend was there too
  She said she'd keep her mouth closed
  Not worried 'bout it anymo'
  Woah, woah
  I'm already knocking it down like a four-by-four
  I'm the one you wanna creep with
  I'm the one you wanna sleep with
  Cause I'm the one that make you feel it
  I'm the one that's gonna keep it up
  There's someone out there with sympathy for your nigga
  Not me
  Don't trust your girl around me [Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  Even if your phone starts ringin'
  Even if your boyfriend trippin'
  I'ma keep going, going in
  Even if your boyfriend ringin'
  [Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
  Woah, woah ooh, oh oh oh oh
  You gon' put the silence on your phone
  Cause you know
  Woah, woah ooh, oh oh oh oh
  You gon' put the silence on your phone
  Cause you know
  Yeah the boyfriend's trippin'
  Your boyfriend's trippin'
  Your boyfriend's trippin'
  Wait... I think your boyfriend ringin' [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
  Niggas say shit, yeah I know, yeah I know
  She fuck with two things she tryna get on
  Get it how you live I ain't hatin'
  Had to put it back on rotation
  Shoot my shot, I'ma shoot my... shot
  "How you get you so fly Dolla" bitch I'm self-taught
  Why you always high
  Why you always this
  Why you always that
  When we gettin' you and Party on the track
  I'm the one she wanna be with
  I'm the one she wanna sleep with
  I'm the only one that make you feel it
  I'm the only one that keep my word, word, word, word, word, word, word
  He gon' lie to you, not me
  You said bring the weekend and have a three
  [Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  I'ma keep going, keep going
  Keep going, going
  Even if your phone starts ringin'
  Even if your boyfriend trippin'
  I'ma keep going, going in
  Even if your boyfriend ringin' [Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR & 
  Ty Dolla $ign
  ]
  Woah, woah ooh, oh oh oh oh
  You gon' put the silence on your phone
  Cause you know
  Woah, woah ooh, oh oh oh oh
  You gon' put the silence on your phone
  Cause you know
  Yeah the boyfriend's tripping
  The boyfriend tripping
  Your boyfriend's tripping
  The boyfriend tripping
  Your boyfriend's tripping
  Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
  I think your boyfriend ringing
  [Verse 3: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
  Stop me when I'm lying
  I've been on your mind for a minute
  I don't wanna call you out
  I told you I'ma get it
  Now look how I'm gonna beat it
  Cause you trust me like I trust you
  And you comfortable like you rocking a one piece suit
  We never talk about who gon' keep who
  We always keep it cool
  This how you like it, like it, like it
  I'm not a psychic, psychic, psychic
  I told you real bitches moving in silence
  But it's so hard when I'm all up in your stomach
  Better call the sirens, ambulance
  It's gettin' so violent
  Girl there's someone out there
  Who got sympathy for your nigga
  Not me I got none so ever