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conversations.value: Write me a song called Private Landing with the following description: Don Toliver reunites with Justin Bieber and Future on “Private Landing,” the ninth track from his third studio album, Love Sick. The three artists boast about their women, drug usage, and expensive jewelry over a banging beat.
  On February 20, 2023, Don teased a snippet of the song in the fourth episode of a video series he created for the album. In a now-deleted tweet that same day, music news Twitter user OnThinIce stated that Justin would be featured on it alongside another artist yet to be announced. Three days later, Don made comic book-style posts for the album on social media, in which he revealed which artists would be featured on which track, in which in one, he confirmed this to be true and revealed that Future would be the second featured artist on it. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus: Don Toliver]
  I'm feelin' stuck
   (Feelin' stuck)
  I'm off a bean
   (Yeah), like, what the fuck? (What the fuck?)
  I'm in the tree (Tree), she holler up (Holler up)
  What you need? (What you need?) Got it up (Ooh-ooh)
  [Verse 1: Don Toliver]
  I don't know why these hoes can't stand me
  I guess I'm too demanding
  Wanna hit the double coat, the candy (Candy)
  I'm so high, no landing (Landing)
  Keepin' that Glock, grip steady (Steady)
  Rockin' this shit, confetti (Confetti)
  They all let it go on the telly (Telly)
  They all wanna rub my belly
  I got my dawgs out
  , I'm poppin' at the Ritz (At the—)
  I got 'em comin' in, shit look like a blitz
   (Look like a—)
  She wanna check me up, she wanna check my fit (Check my—)
  I pull up, the Maybach jumpin', shorty bettеr check my hits
  I don't know why these hoеs can't stand me
  I guess I'm too demanding
  Private landing, 
  I guess I keep my candy
  She a super soaker when the beaches sandy
  I got her in the 
  OHKO,
   better call me Randy
  [Verse 2: Future & 
  Don Toliver
  ]
  Diamonds and Margiela, AP canary yellow
  Yeah, she deserve a Patek 'cause she one of the members (For sure)
  When it come, it's a double, 
  money
   not a problem (
  Hmm
  )
  Turned me to a killer, I just smashed a model
   (Yeah)
  Tiffany come blue, her pussy good and pink (Pink)
  Chicago in the wintertime, I'm orderin' minks (The mink)
  Sellin' out arenas, I just murked the streets (The streets)
  Coppin' a brand-new castle in the Middle East
   (
  Woo
  , yeah)
  My bitch sit Indian style when we sit down and eat
   
  (
  Woo
  )
  I could do this shit, one take, but my style ain't free
   (
  Woo
  , 
  Pluto
  )
  I don't take hoes on no date, 'less they got pretty feet (I swear)
  Quarter million on her head, quarter million on her head
   (
  Ah, yeah
  )
  She mop it down the best, I can't feel my leg
   (My leg, I swear)
  I done sniped off your ho' for a crumb of bread (Ho)
  Got racks goin' out the roof, they bustin' through the ceilin' (Racks)
  My new bitch, she the truth, show me a couple million (Freebandz) [Chorus: Don Toliver]
  All on your body, like I'm—
  I'm feelin' stuck
   (Feelin' stuck)
  I'm off a bean
   (Yeah), like, what the fuck? (What the fuck?)
  I'm in the tree (Tree), she holler up (Holler up)
  What you need? (What you need?) Got it up (Ooh-ooh, yeah)
  [Bridge: Justin Bieber & 
  Don Toliver
  ]
  Mm, keep goin', mm (
  Oh-yeah
  )
  Keep goin', 
  keep goin'
   (Mm-hmm)
  Keep goin', 
  keep goin'
  Mm, keep goin', 
  keep goin'
  Mm, keep goin', 
  keep goin'
  Mm, 
  go, go
  Mm, keep goin', 
  keep goin'
  Mm, 
  go
  I guess I'm spinnin', double cup, I'm leanin'
  (So good, so good, taste it, talk to me)
  Guess I'm spinnin', double cup, I'm leanin
  '
  Need you to lean in (Yeah)
  [Verse 3: Justin Bieber & 
  Don Toliver
  ]
  She wanna come this way, uh (
  Come on
  )
  Heat it up, microwave (
  Heat it up
  )
  Heat it up, mic—, what, what?
  She wanna ride my wave
  She wanna come this way (
  She wanna—
  )
  She wanna—, uh (
  She wanna—
  ), she wanna—
  She wanna—, notice how you're feelin' tonight (
  Ah, yeah-yeah, so tight, baby, sure, tonight
  )
  Oh, it's how you're feelin' tonight
  I guess I'm too demanding, I guess I'll keep my candy
  (I tried to tell you, but you know the demons guiding)
  Just touched down in Miami (
  In Miami
  )
  I guess I'll keep my candy, I guess I'm too demanding
  She wanna ride my wave, she wanna rock my chain
  Heat it up, microwave, come on, I'll share my plate
   (
  Come on
  )
  She wanna ride my wave, she wanna rock my chain
  Heat it up, microwave, come here, and share my plate [Chorus: Don Toliver]
  I'm feelin' stuck
   (Feelin' stuck)
  I'm off a bean
   (Yeah), like, what the fuck? (What the fuck?)
  I'm in the tree (Tree), she holler up (Holler up)
  What you need? (What you need?) Got it up (Yeah)