conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Digital Dash with the following description: This song sets the tone for the record. Drake and Future are reaching the pinnacle of their careers, and they have no plans of slowing down.
  A “digital dashboard” is the heads-up display found in luxury vehicles. Future refers to a slew of expensive rides throughout the song, including the BMW 6 & 7 Series, Rolls Royce Ghost, 1963 Chevy Impala, and Lamborghini.
  The Los Angeles Times described the song, along with several of the tracks, as “grandiose productions that feel ripped from Future’s playbook,” while The Fader compared the song to Future’s “Never Gon Lose” from his 56 Nights mixtape. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Future]
  (
  Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
  )
  Rollin' in the coupe, yeah
  Yeah
  Get it
  Get it, get it, hey
   
  (Freebandz)
  Cook it, cook it (Yeah), huh (Hold up)
  (
  Southside
  )
  Yeah
  My dope in the bushes (Turn up)
  My dope in the bushes (Hold up)
  I know how to cook it (Cook it)
  My bitch good looking (Woo)
  My bitch good looking (Hold up)
  My bitch good looking (I swear)
  My dope in the bushes, I know how to cook it
  Yeah (Yeah)
  Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
  [Chorus: Future]
  I did the digital dash (I did it)
  I fucked that bitch on the passenger (One hundred)
  I gave that junky a blast (One hundred)
  I sell that dope to your mama, though (Your mama)
  Hot on the street like thermometers (Thermometers)
  You rats'll never be honorable (Fuck 'em)
  They know I'ma keep that my word (Yeah)
  I hustle the first to the first (Future) [Verse 1: Future]
  These bitches be naggin' the kid (Fuck 'em)
  They get on my motherfuckin' nerves (My motherfuckin' nerves)
  I showed up with racks and they love me (They love me)
  I'm smokin' that pack and on muddy (That gushy)
  Taliban on these hoes (Hoes)
  Give a Xan' to these hoes (These hoes)
  Got 'em playing with they nose (Yeah)
  I sleep on a beach off the avenue (The avenue)
  I came to your city with revenue (Miami)
  I put in work, it was evident (It was)
  I slide on your ass in a seven-deuce (I slide on 'em)
  Come back on your bitch in a six-trey (Woo)
  Chevy, Mercedes, I keep 'em comin' (Keep 'em comin')
  Fuck all these bitches, I keep 'em comin' (Foreign)
  I pull up right now, I'm parallel (Skrrt)
  I hit your block with them swangers (I hit 'em)
  My niggas ain't nothin' but some bangers (Throw up)
  I sit in the trap with the gangsters
  These niggas can't come around here 'cause it's dangerous
   
  (Wizard)
  I be hangin' 'round here and I'm famous
   
  (Wizard)
  Gotta keep the trigger by my finger (My finger)
  Hit her sideways when I banged her (I fucked)
  In the driveway on a Perc' (A Perc')
  I was sideways on a Perc' (Pour up)
  Had a stick on me, that's a first (Yeah)
  Got your bitch on me gettin' murked (Let's get it)
  I post up and that's confident (That's confident)
  I boast up in a drop six (Drop six)
  Had a Ghost Royce and I pop shit (Pop shit)
  I'm a dope boy with that car trip (Yeah)
  I came in the game, I had crack on me (I had crack on me)
  Got Bape on my back with some Act' on me (Act')
  I'm single and shit, now she latch on me (I'm single)
  I told 'em I'm back, I'm a bachelor (I'm back)
  I get focused on millions and everything (Focused)
  I just took me a trip out to Africa (Africa)
  See how we came from the mud and the bottom, we did it (Bottom, we did it, we did it, woo)
  I see how they counted us out, bet they never gon' do it again
   
  (Freebandz)
  You see why these niggas be hatin', ignorin', I'm goin' right in (Yeah)
  I was born to get this money in this life of sin (Life of sin)
  I poured up before they got my dawg on murder again (Murder)
  See the fire come out the ass on the Lamborghini (Skrrt)
  When you say you love a nigga, do you really mean it? (No)
  When I was sleepin' on the floor, you should see how they treated me (Hah)
  I pour the Actavis, pop pills so I can fight the demons (Oh) [Chorus: Future]
  I did the digital dash (Fuck)
  I fucked that bitch on the passenger (Fuck)
  I gave that junky a blast (Blast)
  I sell that dope to your mama, though (Mama)
  Hot on the street like thermometers (Thermometers)
  You rats'll never be honorable (Fuck 'em)
  They know I'ma keep that my word (They know)
  I hustle the first to the first (I hustle)
  [Verse 2: Drake]
  These bitches be nagging the kid
  Fuck it, it is what it is
  If you get hit, you get hit
  I don't forget or forgive
  Told myself never again
  I don't let nobody in
  Super just showed out again
  And we just keep servin' and servin' again and again and again and again
  I move the game up, I'm reckless
  I'm Harlem shaking through the pressure
  I might put Diddy on my next shit
  I might could fit you in on Wednesday
  I'm not here for no pretend shit
  Just walked in with a girl that's making triple what I'm making, what an entrance
  That's when you know it's a body
  Zone 6, they know it's a body
  Kirkwood, they know it's a body
  Lil Mexico know it's a body
  Scooter in here with the zombies
  Gucci get out, it's a problem
  I might take Quentin to Follies
  You hate your life, just be honest
  I got the digital dash
  She want a picture with all of my niggas to just make the visual last
  But she too embarrassed to ask
  I got my foot on they neck and my foot on the gas
  You remind me of a quarterback, your shit is all in the past
  Esco and Boomin, they got it on smash
  And I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the, I [Outro: Future]
  I did the digital dash (Woo)
  I fucked that bitch in the passenger
  I gave that junky a blast
  I sell that dope to your mama, though