conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called The Code with the following description: Move over “Taylor Gang”, “The Code” is now the official Taylor anthem! Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Juicy J]
  You turn my headphones up
  Turn the beat up like distortion
  Trippy, Trippy
  I don't give a shit about nothing but money, cash
  Yessir
  [Verse 1: Juicy J]
  Cash in the bag twirlin' up hash
  Blue in the count and I pour it out the mask
  Weed on repeat, up all night
  Cash over sleep, got hoes all type
  Live and you learn, grind and you earn
  Bitch I'm on fire, I sit and I burn
  Stackin' up money, flippin' it too
  Y'all ain't heard me but the﻿ Benjamin's do (Ya know it)
  I'm bouncin' through the club like Tigger (Like Tigger)
  I'ma hit the dope, I'ma hit the liquor (Hit the liquor)
  Nigga get wrong, I'ma hit a nigga (Hit a nigga)
  Take a nigga bitch home and I'ma hit her
  [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & 
  Lola Monroe
  ]
  Reppin' TGOD
  All these diamonds on me
  Passin' every joint that I roll to the ones that grindin' with me
  Now that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
  Homie, that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor, ah)
  Uh, reppin' TGOD
  All these diamonds on me
  Passin' every joint that I roll to the ones that grindin' with me
  Now that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
  Lil' Homie, that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
  (
  Ah
  ) [Verse 2: Lola Monroe]
  Bitch, I'm Taylored, ain't no ho cut from the same cloth
  Realest, this money only thing fame brought
  The crown ain't safe, then I'm comin' for the spot
  Snatchin' off wigs, bitch, I'm coming for the top
  For the top, put a run up on trip, have her up in the shots
  Queen Roe, I don't see nothin' but the gwap
  [Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
  'Bout my money, I'ma get it
  Soon as I get it I'ma spend it
  Bought a new car soon as I whip this
  Smokin' that marijuana in it
  Takin' the value down but also taking a pound
  And breakin' it smokin' it all to me, ain't no savin' it
  Fuck with them pods, no seeds or no shake in it
  [Verse 4: Chevy Woods]
  Uh, fuck these niggas they ain't really 'bout that
  Look, I know what these niggas these niggas all rap
  What they know about nights that they never come back?
  But he two shot, now shells all in the MAC
  On the top don't never see none of that fall back
  7-Eleven, homie, don't get ya head cracked
  Taylor Gang fam, you know I rep that
  And we gettin' bake on anywhere the bread at [Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]
  Now that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
  Homie, that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
  That's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
  Lil' Homie that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor), ah
  [Outro: Wiz Khalifa]
  Like for real, these niggas got it fucked up, dawg
  Like, I came straight from Pittsburgh last year and now I'm up there with like—
  You can't not put me up there with big niggas' names
  Like they count me out of the lil' niggas' names beause I'm not with the lil' niggas